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ushiko · 2 years
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PICKING HIM UP AT THE AIRPORT
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pairings: bokuto, ushijima, atsumu, hinata, and kenma
warnings: too much fluff, teeth rooting cuteness, small amount of cursing?
summary: you pick him up from the airport and he loves it and you
a/n: lets hope that these are good bc i don't know anyways enjoy! these are mostly proofread but i can't guarantee anything lol
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ღ BOKUTO
You waited patiently with the occasional twitch coming from your fingers or the occasional pacing of your feet every couple of minutes across the airport floor. Strangers passed by with judgmental looks in their eyes, but you barely paid attention to them as your eyes focused on the crisp white airport gate in front of you.
Bokuto was coming back from a month-long training trip with the team, and you decided to surprise him by picking him up from the airport. Though the idea was nice at first, having to wait for him was difficult. It had felt like hours since you arrived and there was no real indication of when Bokuto was supposed to land. The only person you were relying on was Atsumu who told you an hour prior that they were close to landing and now it’s been almost forty-five minutes and no sign of his plane anywhere.
The skin around your thumbnail was becoming raw as your teeth picked at what little skin was left. The nerves in your body were buzzing at the thought of seeing Bokuto when his plane finally came into view, and they announced that they were landing. Your heart jumped to your throat forming a small lump as you take small steps towards the gate entrance hoping that he will see you in the crowd of people.
We both have been talking about this moment for the past month as Bokuto begged to come home early a week in claiming he missed you too much to function or to even train. You strictly told him that he couldn’t leave his team behind just for you which caused a long pouting session on the phone with promises to be fulfilled when he came back. The loud sound of a click rang through your ears as the gate finally opened releasing the team of Black Jackals to the cold air of the airport.
Someone in the distance of the gate was yelling out, “Out of the way! Gotta go see my little owl! Move out the way, Atsumu!”
A large smile spread across your cheeks as your eyes followed the cute boy with two-toned spiked hair, oblivious to the surroundings around him. In his rush, he barely noticed the small body that decided to step into his line of sight causing a small collision.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t wat-,” he stopped mid-sentence as his honey eyes met yours causing a loud gasp to pass his lips with a large, bright smile to match.
“(Y/N)! You’re here! You’re actually here!” he cheers while his arms wrap around your waist adding a tiny spin. Giggle pass your lips as he twirls your body around the airport like it was only you two in the world.
“I’ve missed you so much, little owl,” he whispers into your ear as he finally sets your feet back onto the ground.
“I’ve missed you more, baby,” you whisper back with your fingers wrapping around his cheeks.
He giggles before placing a loud kiss on your lips causing a small giggle to pass your lips onto his.
This moment was worth the wait just to see his honey-comb eyes sparkle as he rambles about how dreadful it was to be without you for the whole month. The world was warm around you as he wraps his arms around you again pulling you into the place that you have wanted to be in again since the moment he left. The little spot on his chest where you can hear the loud thump of his heart beat against yours.
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ღ USHIJIMA
Time passes by slowly when someone you miss is miles away and all you wanted to do was see them again. Ushijima was only gone for four days but it felt like an eternity in your heart as this was the longest you two had been apart from one another. The sheets felt cold at night without Ushijima’s body next to yours to keep your thoughts at bay and provide warmth on frigid nights. The house felt quiet without his voice ringing through the halls and kitchen talking with simple words and gestures. Luckily, the time had finally come for him to come home and get back to you. You wanted to pick him up at the airport as a nice surprise for his return back the best way possible.
Texting Kageyama, you found out the details of when the plane would land and convinced him to not tell Ushijima or anyone about your surprise to Ushijima at the airport. The shakiness in your hands increased as it got closer and closer to his plane landing. The nerves in your body started to fill your mind as you thought that this might be a stupid idea and that he might not want to see you as soon as he got off. You were drawn away from your spiraling thoughts when the loud sound of a gate opening drew your body up from the chair you were waiting in. His team starts to roll out one by one till you saw his tall figure and olive bed hair pass through the door. Your heart jumped to your thought as you watched Ushijima move quickly through the airport with his head facing the floor and headphones plucked in his ears. He was on a mission to come and see you as soon as he got off and was not going to let anything get in his way.
Panic began to roll in you as he trailed on without looking and it didn’t appear that he was even going to notice the area surrounding him. Your eyes meet Kageyama’s as he also watches Ushijima continue to walk without a second glance towards you. He gives you a silent, blunt nod as he quickly jogs over to Ushijima causing him to finally survey the area around him. Pulling his headphones out and follows Kageyama’s finger as he points towards you causing a slight giggle to pass your lips with a small wave towards him.
Ushijima’s eyes widen as they finally met yours causing the heart in your chest to skip a beat watching his olive eyes light up under the airport ceiling lights and watching a small, rare smile pass his lips. His legs move quickly to you as he felt his heart pound through his chest as he finally got to you once again. Feel you once again, hold you again, and love you in the same space again.
Shivers and excitement run through your body as he stands in front of you with his hands moving to wrap around your cheeks and pressing a solid kiss on your lips. It was rare for him to display any affection in public except for the occasional forehead kiss or hand holding. This was the thing you least expected him to do in the middle of the airport, but you weren’t going to deny it sent your heart pounding and brain fuzzy from the feeling of his lips moving in sync with yours. The kiss was intense but had a softness surrounding it as he rubbed his thumb slowly along your cheekbone and one arm wrapped around your waist pulling you in closer.
The team cheered and hollered loudly in the background, but it sounds like buzz as you pulled him closer drawing him deeper into your own little world.
He slowly pulled away with his arm held tightly around your waist and pulled you impossibly closer to his chest.
Resting his forehead on yours, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I almost walked right pass you,” He smiles and presses a small kiss on your lips, “It was a wonderful surprise but next time tells me, so I don’t almost leave without you.”
A loud laugh leaves your lips as your arms wrap tightly around him to hug him tighter to you, “Okay, I promise I will do that next time. Now let’s go home, love.”
He smiles wider and whispers, “Right, let’s go home.”
His hand intertwined with yours as he ignored the chatter from his team as he was only focused on you and the sight before him never wanting to forget this moment that he was waiting hours for just to see you again.
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ღ ATSUMU
Atsumu was like a puppy. A really energetic and bubbly one at that. He was also constantly seeking attention in the sweetest way as he would wait around and silently beg in the corner for your attention. It would be at any time when you were concentrated on work or even invested in a show that you both agreed to watch. You would always giggle and joke with him as he whined and cuddle into your neck begging for any kind of attention and affection that he could receive from you.
Now, it felt like the roles were reversed.
You felt like the puppy seeking attention and love from its owner. Every time Atsumu called you while he was away, you had a fifteen-minute whining session of how much you missed him and wanted him back. He had been away for a week but in your mind, it felt much longer as those phone calls were fairly rare while he was away. It was most days just moping around the house waiting for the bleached blonde to come home. Now it was just more waiting around as you stood outside his gate to pick him up. This waiting game was getting old. All you were hoping for was to see his beaming smile and warm eyes meet yours again.
It felt empty and cold every night going to bed for the past week without him by your side with the only remnants being his cologne on the sheets. You missed the press of his body against yours with his long legs intertwining with yours under the bright moonlight of the night. You wanted to hear his heartbeat against your ear again, soothing away any negative thoughts and worries and bringing a calming state to your heart and mind.
The sound of a gate opening drew you out of your thoughts bringing your attention to the boys with black shiny jackets exiting one by one.
“(Y/N)! I’m here!”
His loud, cheery voice rang through the airport causing most of the boys and people around him to grumble lowly. But you didn’t care. Hearing his voice meant he was back. Back in the same air and space as you.
You instantly run towards him, jumping into his arms with him swiftly and easily catching you and resting his hands warmly underneath your things.
His chuckle rang through your ear as the smell of him drew you in deeper into his neck seeking the warmth that you have been desperately needing.
“Miss me, baby?” he cheekily whispers into your ear.
The overflow of emotions from his arrival only allowed your body to nod and draw him closer by his neck. The lump in your throat grew larger with small tears lining your waterline as everything became a reality in your mind that he finally made it back to you.
“Aww, baby, don’t cry. I’m here now don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I got you.”
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ღ HINATA
It really shouldn’t be so hard to find someone with the brightest smile that could rival the sun matched with ginger hair that grows brighter every time you see it. But somehow you managed to miss him as he got out of the gate and traveled through the large crowd.
“What do you mean you’re already off the plane?” you quickly asked with the phone pressed close to your ear.
“I already got off the plane and I couldn’t find you, so I started walking around to find you but now I’m lost,” he explains shyly into the phone.
Small grumbles leave your lips as you begin walking towards the direction that Hinata said he was in. The airport was crowded as many had the same idea Hinata had which was to come back home for the holidays and it appeared that everyone was being picked up by someone. Your head felt dizzy as you scanned the area for a head of bright ginger hair and tan skin.
Standing on the edge of your toes, you try to see over the crowd of people that all were standing in the same area and those trying to get their flights on time. The boiling frustration was starting to build within as it appeared that Hinata was nowhere near the area he said he was. A loud groan slipped through your lips as the space between your ears was becoming fuzzy with the crowd becoming larger and the distance between everyone becoming smaller.
“(Y/N)! Over here!”
A loud, sweet voice filled the space in your head as it yelled across the large space causing most people around us to turn their heads and send dirty looks. Your lips spread into a large smile, hitting your eyes, as you finally see Hinata in the distance with his bright, sunshine smile his hands waving widely high in the air.
“Shoyo!” You cheer as your feet quickly move towards him earning more strange looks from those surrounding us. As you made your way in front of him, you quickly pull him into a hug as wrap his arms tightly around your waist, drawing you closer to his chest finally getting the warmth and love you have been seeking for weeks.  
His hands felt warm against your back as he began rubbing soothing circles through your shirt. This is the sweet Hinata you’ve been waiting to see and have been counting the days, hours, and minutes till he came home.
He gently pressed his lips against the skin of your jaw and cheek as you peacefully and tightly held onto him drowning out the world around you with the only focus being on the boy in your arms.
“I’ve missed you so much,” you whisper into his ear.
His smile pressed against your neck as he nuzzles in, “I’ve missed you too.”
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ღ KENMA
It was rare for Kenma to go out anywhere even if it was to the grocery store or convenience store to refuel his body. However, he knew that he had to attend to this even though the very thought of leaving his safe space with you made him shiver with fear. The idea of leaving behind the home that had the scent of warm apples and wood made his heartache. The only thoughts on his mind the whole trips were you and the warmth of your smile that thawed out his heart every time he saw it.
Today was the day he was finally going to see it again. It made his body jitter with the excitement flowing through his body of seeing you again. He thought he would be able to enjoy the moment more if the flight over wasn’t so dreadful. So many people were on his flight including a baby who couldn’t seem to calm down, a woman who was talking loudly on the phone about the affair she was having, and the man two rows down was snoring so loudly that is almost drowned out the screaming child.
Kenma glanced down at his phone to see that the flight was only for another twenty minutes before it landed home. Only twenty more minutes till he saw you. Till he got back to the safe space of his game room with you laying across the bean bag next to him watching him play with a heavenly glint in your eyes. Twenty more minutes till he got to smell fall in the summertime. Till he got to see your smile again and feel your arms around him once more.
Slowest twenty minutes ever. It felt like an eternity before they actually landed and got off the plane. Heading over to baggage claim, Kenma shifted his eyes everywhere in search of you. He wanted to see you first. He wanted to feel you in his arms again and smell the scent of apples coming off your hair.
“Kenma! Over here!”
That sweet voice, he knew it anywhere. His body quickly turned around to see you standing there brightly underneath the summer sun with the biggest smile on your lips. The movements of his body were quick as he made his way over to you disregarding the people around him. All that mattered was you. Wrapping his arms around your waist and burrowing his face in between your neck and shoulder, Kenma felt like he was at home.
“How was the flight?”
“Awful,” he whispers, “Never want to do that again.”
“Aw don’t say that it couldn’t have been that bad,” you joke as your fingers weave into his hair as he pushes his face deeper into your neck.
“No. I’m not doing it again. Couldn’t stand being away from you,” he says while pressing a small kiss on the side of your neck.
A small chuckle leaves your lips, “Alright, if you say so. I missed you too, hated being away from you too.”
His lips spread into a small smile as he pulls himself up to face you. He didn’t know it was possible, but it seemed like you got more beautiful since the left. The sparkle and warmth in your eyes were hard to miss when you looked at him and it only made his heart fall harder and deeper. The space between you and him quickly shortened as he presses his lips against yours in the middle of a crowded airport with the sunlight beaming down through the windows and loud announcements drowning out the sound of the people.
When he pulls away, the small smile reappears on his lips as he wraps your hand into his with a small kiss pressed to it.
“Let’s go home,” he whispers as you nod along with the brightest smile on your lips. “Let’s go home, darling. Me and the cats have missed you.”
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 ✿ ushiko ; do not steal, copy, or plagiarize my work
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ushiko · 2 months
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pull up, pull down
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ushijima wakatoshi x reader
summary: you have a really bad crush on the local gym hottie like you are down bad. but let's see if he can teach you a pull-up.
a/n: idk what this is. wrote all of it in one sitting on my phone so don’t judge me. but either way enjoy!
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all you needed to do were some hip thrusts and the smith machine is right there! but not when he is right across doing pull-ups like it was the easiest thing in the world. you would die of embarrassment. it was already hard enough to not get caught staring at him every time you came but this is beyond that. glute day is officially canceled.
there is no way you get away not looking at him when he is right across from you. you wouldn’t be able to control the path your eyes take down his face to the veins that bulge through his skin. it’s time to change exercises or your entire workout for that matter. never hurt anyone to have a good back day. you slowly walk towards the lat pulldown machine when out of the corner of your eye you see his shadow move toward your direction. he couldn’t possibly be heading to this area right?
you were very wrong. he was practically right beside you as he pulled the bar towards him only making his muscles tighter and the veins even more noticeable. he couldn’t even hide since he decided today to wear a white cut-out tank that left little to the imagination. little did he know that he was about the kill the poor person a machine down from the way he pulled on the cable.
this crush began weeks ago when you decided to change gyms after a run-in with an ex that left a sour taste in your mouth. plus this one was a lot more quiet than your last gym. your first day it was going well until a god-like man with the physique of Aries and the beauty of Aphrodite walked past you in a mid-set. you almost hurt yourself as you watched him walk past. his face was stern but held a strong pose as he walked with an unknown confidence. it didn't help that he would wear the shortest of shorts that showed off his tree trunks of legs and the ass to fit. you’ve never seen him speak to anyone or bring any trouble telling you that he is more likely than not a shy man. he was just supposed to be your gym crush and nothing more but the more you saw him the more you wanted to know.
from his attire, you could tell he was a part of some sport as he owned many pieces of clothes from the same team. however, none of it had his name on it… unfortunately. he only came during the late afternoon or evening on weekdays but never on weekends. he walked in with only a bottle of water, keys, and headphones and left the same way. you only noticed him smile once when he was looking at his phone but it was only a lifting of the lip but it’s the best you got. you didn’t want to be a stalker but you couldn’t help but be intrigued by the mysterious man.
“excuse me, how many more sets do you have?”
megan thee stallion does not have a deep voice who is that?
looking up from your lap, the man of the hour is towering above you when a barely there smile or is it just your imagination? the sweat on his face was somehow making him glow even brighter than an angel’s halo. how is that even possible?
you clear your throat and hop off the seat, “oh I’m actually done no worries.”
“ but you only did one set.”
you blink wildly and glance back on the seat you were just sitting in. how did he know that?
“umm well just not really feeling it today, i guess,” you mumble while fiddling with the skin on your thumb.
he hums and looks at the weight you had it set on.
“you were pulling higher last week maybe your body is in a resting period today, “ he rambles, “ you should still finish out the rest of your sets to see if you can go higher today before you do other weights.”
you just stare at him like a deer in headlights. how did he know all this? you didn’t even realize that you were pulling heavier last week. your brain froze as it scrambled to think of anything to say. the little person in your brain was scrambling through everything to find one little word to say.
“okay.”
that’s all it could come up with. it was too hard to think of anything else when the man you had been crushing on for weeks was standing right in front of you with a determination to get you to do two more sets. this also made you see that he had hazel eyes with the way the sun only seemed to shine brightly down on him through the large window.
“you don’t have to if you don’t feel like it. never pressure your body into something it doesn’t want to do. it’s not good for building your muscles or stamina,” he states while looking at you almost into your soul.
“no, you are right! i should wouldn’t be a proper workout if I didn’t do it all,” you stutter out.
you swear you catch a shadow of a smile lifting from his lips but it could have been your imagination.
you take a seat back down on the machine and begin to adjust your weights noticing that he stood by leaning against the machine next to yours. the gym felt awfully quiet as you clear your throat trying to focus on the machine in front of you.
as you go up to reach for the bar, he already grabbed it for you bringing it down to the palm of your hands. he pulled it down like it weighed as heavy as a raisin.
“thank you,” you mumble. you begin going through the motions as you continue to glance out of the corner of your eye seeing him still standing there. he stood firmly with his arms crossed and his eyes set on you.
the sweat was pouring down your back as his gaze sent an unknown heat down your spine. this was something you had never felt before and your body surely did not know how to handle this type of reaction.
after finishing the final set, there were barely any words spoken but plenty of awkward smiles and short eye contact. your mind swirled with the idea that he was also watching you too to a degree in which he knew you were lifting more last week than now. who is the stalker now?
“ im sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all,” he suddenly says as you grab your water for a swig.
you lift your brow and shake your head, “ no you’re okay you didn’t! I was just shocked that’s all.”
“shocked by what?” he asks quickly as he begins adjusting the machine to his weight.
you clear your throat, “that you knew how many sets I did and how much weight I had done.”
he stayed silent for a moment before he sat where you previously were.
“ not hard to notice some as pretty as you in here. just started to pay attention more that’s all.”
if steam could come out of ears, both of yours and his would be blowing a hot stream of steam right now. you watched as the tips of his ears glowed a bright red as you felt heat rise towards your face and tingles in your toes.
no words were passed between each other for a couple minutes as he blazed through his sets and you were gathering your wits. how were you supposed to respond to that?
as he was about to begin a new set the words ran out of your mouth like a track star crossing the finish line.
“ can you teach me how to do a pull-up?”
his shoulders jump as he lets the bar fly to the top of the machine. you stand with your hands behind you with a slight sway in your feet. he stares at you with no trace of emotion on his face besides the slight glow of redness sitting on the apple of his cheeks.
then suddenly angels begin to sing and heaven shines down as his lips spread to a wider smile with teeth showing through. you could have died right there.
“yes, I can. let’s do it now.” he rushes off the machine and heads toward the pull-up bar.
“wait you need to finish your set!” you exclaim as you try to quickly catch up with him.
a chuckle passes his lips as he looks at you over his shoulder, “ i didn’t need to do those anyways.”
no one has ever made you more silent in the moment till now.
you both now stand at the pull-up bar waiting for someone to make the first move. or at least speak or move. his words have your brain frantically looking for anything to say.
“my name is wakatoshi ushijima by the way. never really introduced myself,” he lets a slight chuckle while rubbing the back of his neck.
“im (y/n) (l/n), it’s great to finally meet you,” you joke as a laugh passes your lips.
he laughs back, “you as well. now are you ready for a pull-up?”
that’s how you ended up being at the gym on a thursday night for two hours with your gym crush. truly a heavenly night. with his contact info now in your phone as ‘ toshi <3’.
gym days just got ten times better because now you have your gym crush as your gym partner.
thank goodness for a canceled glute day.
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ushiko · 1 year
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PICKING HIM UP AT THE AIRPORT: PART TWO
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pairings: iwaizumi, aran, sakusa, aone, and kageyama
warnings: tooth rotting sweetness and way too much love it is sickening
summary: part two of picking up different boys from the airport
a/n: this will be the last part of the series bc i don't have enough energy or ideas to make a part three so enjoy!! also hope these are good enough and you get sick of love.
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ღ IWAIZUMI
Stupid conventions.
Stupid America.
When his job decided to send him on a trip to the States to invest and study the new machines that the team was getting, you weren't expecting him to be gone for a whole week. Even before he left, you were already asking when he was coming back with a pout set on your lips. He just laughed and pressed a loud kiss to your cheek before leaving, announcing that he would be back in a week.
The whole week was dreadful as the time difference prevented many conversations from happening. Plus, seeing his face through the pixelized screen was hard when you wanted it right in front of you. All you wanted to see again was his sparkling brown eyes that poured all the love he could possess and looked at you like you held the world in your hands. It was hardest at night without his beating heart pressed against your ear to soothe you to sleep. To say the least, you missed the grumpy boy who has taken over your life.
He grumbled throughout the week about how boring and annoying America was without you. You had to convince him multiple times to not leave in the middle of the night to fly back no matter how much you wanted him back. Now the week was finally over and the moment had finally come for Iwaizumi to come home.
The airport was buzzing around you as you waited around baggage claim to avoid the crowd surrounding the gate and to hopefully get a semi-private moment with Iwazumi. The announcement of his flight's bags coming in blared through the speakers which only meant that he would be here at any moment. Your eyes watched over the crowd of people coming into baggage claim waiting to see a familiar head of luscious brown hair.
"Miss me?" a low, husky voice whispered into the shell of your ear. Your heart jumped with a shiver running down your spine as you twirled around to see his warm eyes and smile meet yours.
"Iwa!"
Wrapping your arms quickly around him as his chuckle rang through your head sending your thoughts and mind into the clouds. The world around us melted away as he nuzzled his head against yours trying to breathe in your scent again. It smelled like home.
"I've missed you," you whisper to him as his arms tighten around you.
"I've missed you too, love. I'll never go that far away again, especially from you. Worst week of my life."
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ღ ARAN
You were usually used to Aran leaving for training when it lasted a week or so but this one had lasted a whole month. This one had no visitors present nor was anyone allowed to come as they wanted the athletes to completely focus on their training with no distractions. This caused long facetime calls to be interrupted by teammates wanting to talk to Aran's partner and see how pretty they were or ask why there were dating Aran.
It finally came time for Aran to come home and be back in the same sheets as yours. He specifically requested that he wanted to see your face as soon as he got off the plane. It made a familiar warmth spread through you as the thought of his words and excitement the night before he flew out as he spoke of how excited he was to be in your arms again.
The gate widen as the plane landed with the team slowly trickling out until Aran came out with a wide smile on his lips. His eyes quickly met yours as he drops the bag hanging from his shoulder, running towards you with his arms wide open. Small tears drop down your cheeks as he wraps his arms around your waist, twirling you around before bringing you back to the ground. He cupped your cheeks and wiped the tears that were falling from your eyes while pressing delicate kisses to each cheek.
"Don't cry, sweetheart. I'm here not, it's okay," he whispers softly, pressing a small kiss to the tips of your nose.
Small crystalline tears bordered his waterline as his eyes poured into yours.
"I can't believe your here," your voice cracks as you wrap your hands around his waist pulling him closer.
"I know, I know. I've been waiting for this moment for 30 days, 12 hours, 59 mins, and 60 seconds."
A laugh slips past both your lips as he presses his forehead against yours.
"You're so cheesy," you whisper into the small space between you as his lips were only a breath from yours.
"Only for you, though," he whispers back before finally pressing lips onto yours, sending your heart and mind up to heaven.
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ღ SAKUSA
This was Sakusa's worst nightmare.
First, he was on a plane full of people who didn't understand the concept of covering one's mouth when one sneezed or coughed. Second, Atsumu is blabbering right in his ear about some new game on his phone but all he knew was that he was being louder than his AirPod volume. Lastly, he has been away longer than he expected from you.
He was supposed to be back last week but the coach decided that the team needed more practice games and training. It broke his heart watching the pout set on your lips when he called you about the news of him staying longer than planned. He much rather is anywhere with you than at some annoying volleyball camp. He particularly hated having to miss two Friday Disney movie nights with you and enjoying the calming presence that you bring to his mind and heart.
"Omi, are you even listening to me?" Atsumu's shrill voice asks as Sakusa rolls his eyes again at the dyed blonde.
"No, now leave me alone. I'm trying to think," he firmly states as he watches the ground get closer and closer. Closer to you.
Airports are hot, he decided in the last twenty minutes as he waited in baggage claim for you to arrive as you insisted on picking him up. His nerves were becoming jumbled and getting the better of him as he waited for you to arrive. A light sweat began to form on his brow as his eyes frantically searched for you, your presence, anything that resembled you.
"Kiyoomi! I'm here!"
The airport was buzzing loudly with loud phone calls and blaring speakers, but it didn't matter because all he heard was you. The sweetest voice rang through all the buzz around him. His focus was solely on one person, a person brighter than the sun and whose eyes beat the stars in the sky.
You jump into his arms as he holds you tightly around the skin of your waist. He never wanted to lose the feeling of your skin on his for that long ever again. It was pure torture. He shoved his head into the space between your neck and shoulder, and with his mask slightly pulled down he pressed a light kiss on the rushing pulse point.
"I've missed you so much, " he whispers while pressing you closer to his chest.
"Me too, Omiomi. Never leave me for that long again," you whisper back while running your fingers through his thick curls to the nape of his neck.
"Never again, I promise."
A promise he was set on keeping and never breaking especially for you.
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ღ AONE
He hates being on planes.
They are always too crowded and the seats are never big enough for his large frame. Plus, traveling made him miss you even more, and he hated being so far away from you. You were his safe space where he felt like he would never be judged for his quietness or shyness and could confide in you about anything. He is a fairly quiet person who didn't talk much about his feelings but whenever he was with you, he couldn't hold it in. His heart would pound anytime your eyes met with a large smile resting on your lips. It was like nothing could touch the little world between you and him.
He wished he could see that sweet smile now or at least feel his skin against yours to calm the nerves flowing through him. Luckily, the plane was close to touching down which meant being able to be near you again. To feel your skin layer on his with his arms tightly around you and hearing that wave on your heart soothe his inner thoughts. Hearing the skid of the wheels on the ground, made Aone's heart pound harder and harder as his palms began to sweat knowing that he would finally be able to get off his plane and see you.
He knew that you were picking him up but he was still shaking with excitement of seeing your bright smile and eyes bringing butterflies to his stomach. He quickly walked out of the gate and surveys the area to try and find the person who he wanted to see the most. Looking for the familiar, beautiful face in the crowd.
" 'Nobu! Over here!"
His head snaps around to the angel's voice calling out to him. The one he has been craving to hear again in person and not through a crackling speakerphone. They stood with a large smile stretching across their cheeks from ear to ear. In their hands, held a glittery sign with the words, 'WELCOME HOME TAKANOBU!!'.
"Welcome home, baby!"
Yes, he was finally home.
Right in your arms with your heart pounding in his ear making his own heart pound.
His home.
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ღ KAGEYAMA
"Ushijima, how could you lose my boyfriend?"
With your hands set on your hips, you stare sternly at the olive-haired man in front of you who had a guilty pout on his lips.
"Well, he is an unnaturally fast walker so I lost him before I even got off the plane," he sheepishly explains.
This was not how it was supposed to go.
Ushijima was meant to lead Kageyama to you that way you could surprise him after not seeing him for the last couple of weeks.
But now that plan was ruined.
"Why don't I call him and tell him to come back?" he asks while pulling out his phone and worry laying on his brow.
I shake my head, " It's okay, Ushijima. I'll just call him and tell him, I'm here. Thank you, Ushi. I'll talk to you later."
You quickly turn around till you trip over your own feet by running into a firm chest behind you.
"I'm so sorry, I didn-," you look up to see two perfectly dark blue eyes staring down at you with cherry lips wrapped around a bendy straw of a milk carton.
His cheeks held a hint of a smirk as your eyes shifted between Kageyama and Ushijima who appeared to be holding in his laughter."
"Did you two plan this?"
"It was my idea, Ushijima had nothing to do with it," Kageyama explains as he wraps his hand around yours. You shake your head and press a light squeeze on his hand.
"Whatever let's just go, my plan was ruined anyways," you pout as you begin pulling Kageyama toward baggage claim to go home.
"Don't worry, love. I'll let you surprise me next time."
"Wow, thanks."
You suddenly feel a light kiss pressed to your cheek and a tighter, longer squeeze on your hand.
"Thank you for coming. I wouldn't want anyone here but you, love. Can't wait to go home with you."
A wave of heat flowed through you as your eyes shyly shifted over to his. His lips lift into a small smile as they spread across his face as he watched you with a shiny twinkle in his eyes.
Even though it didn't go as planned it didn't matter now that he was back in your arms and looking at you with all the love shining through.
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ushijima wakatoshi was a man of very few words but when he did say them they ran deep into your skin and seeped into the lines of your heart. He spoke in a soft tone only meant for you in the safe space of your home when the two of you are at your happiest. In the space where you could easily lay in one another’s arms and whisper sweet nothings to ear other all night. He would speak in his soft tone with the sweetest and sugary words rolling off his tongue.
“toshi how do I look in this dress?” you ask one night before attending the first event with ushijima.
his olive eyes rake down your body with the dress falling easily over your hips and curves with your skin shining easily under the dim lights.
a small smile passes his lips with his eyes shinning full of love and admiration for the person standing in front of him. he places his hands easily in your hips pulling you towards him till his lips laid against your forehead in the softest kiss.
“you look perfect, angel. like the prettiest star in the sky tonight.”
he never had a lot to say but when he did they laid heavy on your hot and made your skin flush with love. your heart pounded against your chest as the smirk crosses his lips watching your face flush with color. so sly with the simple words that fell from his lips, he knew exactly what he was doing.
ushijima wakatoshi's eyes told more than his words ever could. they easily shined under the sun showing everyone the small glimmer and sparkle in his eyes. they brightened whenever he looked at the small plants around the house or whenever he finally landed the spike he has been trying to land for weeks. they shined brightest when they looked at you everyone could see it. whenever he looked at you, he watched as if you held the world in your hands almost as if you were a goddess who ruled the world.
his eyes were a subdued color of olive that could beat any picture of nature. you could never look away from and the love that came through them was even more detailed than a picasso painting. normally, his eyes reflected the seasons of fall and winter with a dull brown reflecting with the olive making it a warm green showing his indifference to the world. however, whenever he saw your smile or heard your laugh, it was like the season changed in his eyes. the gold would shine through bringing in the summer and spring. the olive in his eyes brightens as he watches you smile or just simply looking at you was enough to make his eyes sparkle with fever for you.
"ushijima, what are you looking at?"
he smiles widely with his eyes showing that summer has come and the seasons have changed, " nothing, just looking at you."
"toshi! stop it! you are going to make me flustered!"
he laughs loudly and presses a small kiss on your lips," and it makes you even prettier."
his eyes looked prettier than a picture at that moment and you could never look away like you ever would.
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the sweet to my sour | kise ryouta
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kise ryouta x fem!reader
summary: the five times kise and the reader met and four times were a failure but the last one might be a success
word count: 3.5k+
warnings: the reader is a little mean and sarcastic so it might come off a little weird; language and kise being a player
a/n: first thing ive written in a while so please be nice
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TRY NUMBER ONE: JAWBREAKER
the watermelon jawbreaker in your mouth was sweet but had the sting of sourness to it as you continued to chew on the hard piece in your mouth. it distracted you from the noisiness of the hallway surrounding you. It appeared that there was a new rumor going around about the same blonde basketball player that had a new rumor going around every week about him.
kise ryouta.
the blonde bombshell that has taken over the school since he started here not even a few weeks ago.
it wasn't a rare sight to see him surrounded by multiple girls begging for his attention or his teammates bugging him about practice or the next game. it was interesting to watch from a distance but you never wanted to get yourself involved with someone as popular as him. you just wanted to keep to your small circle and get through this school year without being noticed.
that image was destroyed all in one day.
you were passing onto your second period minding your own business about to push a jawbreaker into your mouth as it was the only thing to bring you some energy. when the thunderous footsteps of multiple people pierced your ears as you watch a swarm of girls running through the hall with the familiar blonde in front. it was inevitable what was about to occur. the weight of a 6ft basketball player hit your body which caused you both to hit the floor as the group stopped to stare down at the scene below them. the blonde lay on top of you with your head lying nicely on the floor you were sure to find a bruise back there later but you were more concerned with your inability to breathe.
" could you get off of me, please? i can't breathe," you whisper as you push on his shoulders.
he gasps and laid his eyes on yours, " oh i'm sorry! didn't mean to crash into you."
he stands up quickly with a hand reached out to help you which you subtly reject as you lift yourself from the floor. You glare at the girls surrounding you with a similar glare directed toward you. it wasn't your fault he fell on you, it was really their own fault.
" i'm really sorry about all of this. though most wouldn't mind the situation you were in just now," he cheekily says as the girls giggle around him.
a slight groan leaves your lips as a grimace settles on your lips. shrugging up your bag you decided its best to leave the situation before you lose your mind.
"wait, is there anything i can do to make it up to you?" he yells behind you as you had already turned the corner to your next class.
the best thing he can do is to leave you alone but ultimately god is not working in your favor as the next time you see him it is even worse.
TRY NUMBER TWO: WARHEADS
the green apple warhead felt tingly on your tongue as you made your way towards your locker and to hopefully leave the hell they call the school. only except the real hell was at my locker leaning against it with a petite girl standing next to him. he probably didn't even realize that he was leaning right on top of your locker instead was more focused on the words leaving his lips to the girl giggling below him. you groaned and continued chewing on the warhead as you slowly take steps toward the depths of hell. the sounds of their fake laughter filled your head with a horrible sound as you stood before them.
"can you move from my locker please?" you bluntly ask as they appeared oblivious to the people around them.
both their heads slowly turn towards you with small frowns on both their faces. the girl shoots you a glare as you stood before them as a minute pass by since you asked them to move.
"you guys are on my locker, can you please move?" you explain and they both stare at you like a deer in headlights. they both finally come to their senses and decided to move out of the way for you to move in the middle.
as you begin to put in your combination, you feel the piercing stare of blue eyes in the side of your left head and the fiery glare of another on your right side.
"aren't you the girl i accidentally fell into the other day in the hall?" kise asks.
you glance briefly at him as you switch out your books, " yes, that was me. thanks for the bump on the back of my head by the way. feels great. "
he chuckles," sorry about that. i can't control the crowd sometimes but you were standing right in the middle of the hallway."
you scoff, " yeah right. you have all the control in the world over that group you just decide not to. and i wasn't standing in the middle of the hallway i was walking to class and you ran into me. now if you excuse i'm going home to get away from whatever love fest is going on here."
with your final words, you slam your locker shut and lay your eyes on him with a lasting smirk. he stands with his arms crossed leaning on the locker beside mine with an eyebrow raised and a glimmer in his eyes. with a fluttering glance, you walk away feeling the same eyes on the back on your head though this time the blue eyes feel softer than before.
TRY NUMBER THREE: SOUR SKITTLES
the next few weeks were painful to say the least. it seemed that kise believed you and him were friends or even acquaintances. he would follow you around aimlessly talking your head off about something that you didn't have a single clue about. today he was rambling about the captain of his team berating him all practice yesterday. according to him, the supposed ' awful, terrible and mean' captain had no reason his behavior towards kise.
"i would have to greatly disagree," you mumble to yourself as you walk towards your next class with the rambling blonde beside you.
"what was that?" he instantly stops mid-sentence as he snaps towards you.
you shrug your shoulders and chuckle," its nothing. don't you have a class to get to?"
he laughs and almost skips down the hall with you ," i do but i rather walk with you!"
"why?" the question flies out of your mouth without really any thought or moment to catch yourself.
he is silent for a moment and appeared to be deep in thought as you watch his long eyelashes flutter on his high cheekbones.
"i don't really know to be honest. its nice to talk to someone who is will actually listen to me instead of just trying to hit on me."
your heart pumped a little harder as you listen to sincerity in his voice and watch as a small patch of pink runs up his cheeks. his eyes shift around the hall as he avoids eye contact with you.
"well, thank you for telling me, kise. never thought about it that way. "
his eyes finally meet yours even though you two were still walking to class with others having to move out of the way to avoid the potential collision. a zap traveled down your spine as his bright smile was directed towards you and the patches of his cheeks reach the corner of his eyes. this moment was imprinted into your mind from that day forward. time passed by with you and kise getting closer and closer each day till the rumors began.
everyone assumed they knew your relationship but it was anything from the truth. some people thought kise was just talking to you just to get in your pants and some people thought it was the other way around. the lines were blurred between you and kise at times when there were small moments when you even questioned what you and kise had. till one day the question was answered.
it was a late afternoon and kise asked if you could grab him a snack from the vending machine before his practice since he was running late and was starving. he practically begged you since you really wanted to avoid his team and the smell of them too.
walking towards the gym doors with a sweet snack in one and your sour skittles in the other, you slowly open the door to hear kise's teammates berating him.
"c'mon just tell us! everyone wants to know !"
"guys! its really not like that!"
"i doubt that. you haven't even thought about it? do you even like her? "
there was anxious silence as you felt your heart almost race waiting for his answer. he lets out his lazy smile and shot a basketball into the hoop.
"i've never thought about her that way. she's just a friend. that is all she ever will be."
if your heart was made of glass, you would have heard it shatter onto the floor. the unexpected pain wrenched the heart in your chest. you weren't supposed to fall for him but it was hard not to when he made it seem that he was only vulnerable to you. through your thoughts, you didn't realize your hand had let go of the handle making the gym door slam behind you. the loud slam of the door made all the heads in the gym snap toward you. the silence was defining as kise gasped and whispered your name.
"uh, i got you your snack. i'll just leave it on your bag," you squeak out as the ball in your throat made it hard to talk. you throw the snack on top of his bag and run quickly out the door.
you hear the sounds of your name behind you from the sweet voice that told you secrets no one else knew and told him your own. sour skittles run down the side of the bag as your drop it on the ground with the rain coming down from your eyes.
TRY NUMBER FOUR: SOUR PATCH KIDS
the silent treatment. usually works every time if you are dealing with an average person. but you are not dealing with an average person. you are instead dealing with a blond dumbass who doesn't understand the silent treatment. he has been bugging you since that day in the gym but you have been avoiding him and ignoring every advance or conversation he tried to start.
it was more to protect yourself as you let yourself get hurt by him before and you didn't want to go through it again. it wasn't even supposed to end up this way. how did you even get here? was it is the low conversations you two would have while studying or talking about things that neither of you would admit or talk about with others? you don't know when the feelings started or when they bloom into deadly flowers in your heart but you needed to rip them out from the root.
it had been a week since the incident and every day kise would follow you down the hall till either you ignored him enough that he would stop or you would glare at him hard enough that he would stop in his tracks. today you had hoped that he wouldn't try again to talk to you as you were already in a bad mood and didn't want it to lead to something where you would regret the words that would come out of your mouth. but it was already too late as soon as you turned the corner there he was waiting for you. you rolled your eyes and strolled past him as he groaned and followed right after you.
" (y/n), please talk to me. i can explain everything, okay?" kise begged as his voice went in one ear and out the other.
the built of anger from this morning and the instances whines behind you were only going to lead to disaster.
"kise, please, stop. i'll talk to you when i'm ready, " you lowly say to him as you hope that would stop him but it did the opposite.
instead he continued on his ramble of why he answered the way he did but the buzz in your head blocked out his voice.
"kise!" you finally yell out drawing in everyone's attention.
you both stop in the middle of the hall as he snaps his mouth up like a snapping turtle.
" just stop! i'm not listening to you anymore. please just stop! leave me alone, i beg of you," you whisper the final words as you watch his blue eyes water slightly before he huffs and stomps away.
this time you watch his back walk away with your eyes burning into the back of his head.
it was another two weeks before you heard anything from kise as he now actively avoided you but now you felt horrible about the way you handled the situation. you didn't want to lash out at him like that and let the frustration of that morning get the best of him. you couldn't build the courage to confront him face to face as every time you two made eye contact he would turn the opposite way. your chest turned as you watch his eyes soften towards you then quickly move away and turn his back to you.
late one afternoon after an intense math tutoring session that used to be attended by you and kise had ended, you went to your locker and head home when you noticed a particular candy sitting in the corner of your locker.
a pack of sour patch kids.
you don't remember purchasing these and only one person knew your combination.
kise ryouta.
there was a small pink note sitting on the front of the pack, ' i miss you :( meet me behind the gym after practice?'
a small smile crosses your cheeks as you take the note and press it to the side of your locker and take the candy with you, slamming your locker shut. with quickness in your heart and a sonic speed in your steps, you make your way to the gym to hopefully sweeten the sourness in your mouth.
TRY NUMBER FIVE: STARBURSTS
turns out you turned up to early for the end of practice since it wasn't going to end for another hour and a half but you didn't mind as you got to see what kise does best. he had begged you for months to come to his games but you simply refused as because of the fangirls you would have to deal with and the crowd was always too loud. but in this little gym with just you sitting on the bench watching him felt perfect. you really got to see him at his element without the lights and the crowd distracting you from the sight in front of you.
there was sweat running down his face and neck which caused him at some points to bring his jersey up to wipe his face. his eyes would meet yours every time causing a smirk to pass his lips as he watched your face turn away with a shy look in your eyes and with a blush painting your cheeks and ears.
in the final ten minutes of practice, kise runs up the bleachers towards you with a large smile on his face. he stops in front of you and you didn't think his buttery caramel eyes could get brighter but under the gym lights and the sweat dripping down his temple, they beat any pretty flower you’ve ever seen.
" meet me out front and i'll walk you home?" he whispers as your eyes shift behind his head to see his teammates smirking and looking at you both.
a tender finger under your chin turns you back to his soft caramel eyes and the blonde in front of you, " don't worry about them, okay? they are idiots. so, meet you outside?"
you shyly nod and watch as his smile get impossibly wider," good."
with those final words, he bounds back down the bleachers with a skip in his step almost making his trip on the final step. a giggle slips past your lips which makes his head turns toward you with a shimmer in his eyes and his smile reaching his eyes.
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" i am really glad you came. i was positive you weren't going to show up," he says as you walk side by side down the path towards your home.
" well i can't resist a good bag of sour patch kids," you sarcastically joke, " but i am glad i came too. i wanted to apologize for what i said."
" that morning i had a lot going on and i let my anger out on you and i am sorry that i did that. i should have calmly told you that i needed some time to think about everything instead of yelling and ignoring you. so im sorry kise."
you finish your ramble as you watch his face contort into a small smile and a little nod of his head.
"thank you and i forgive you. i was never mad at you for what you did. was i hurt? sure but i knew that you didn't do it on purpose. i am also sorry that i didn't respect your space and give you time after what happened. i shouldn't have been so pushy so i am also sorry for my actions."
a smile spreads across your cheeks, " i forgive you kise. i do have to ask though just so i can get it off my chest. did you really mean what you said to them that day in the gym?"
without hesitation, " no."
the rapid response caught you by surprise as you quickly look up at kise with the most serious look you had ever seen on him.
"then why did you say it?"
"because i am stupid and at the time i couldn't tell them what i really felt when i didn't even know myself how i felt. i knew i liked you but i didn't realize how deeply until you already heard what i said. i like you a lot and i genuinely care for you. i want to be more than friends with you, (y/n). those are my true feelings."
your chest felt tight as your heart was pumping at an accelerated rate. you swallow the lump in your throat and stop the both of you before you made the corner to your street.
you grab his calloused hands and squeeze lightly as you stare into his starry, caramel eyes that beat even the hottest and sunniest day of the year. his eyes were filled with contentment and warmth as he stared back down at you.
" i like you too, kise. i don't know when i did but I've never felt this way about anyone before and i don't want to with anyone else. there is no one else i would want to share my secret stash of candy with or tell all my secrets to. those are my true feelings."
he chuckles," i feel honored to be the only one to have access to your candy stash."
"you should. it is very exclusive."
"good and there needs to be no other exceptions," he whispers above your lips as his face lays a breath away from yours.
" there won't be," you whisper back.
he lets a small smile before lightly laying his lips on yours in a sweet kiss that felt like a feather laying on your skin. his lips and hands move slowly on you as he lands his hands on your cheeks. your lips move in sync and slowly with his as you enjoy the small moment between you in the bright sun and cloudless sky.
he moves back lightly with his hands still laying on your cheeks. he smiles as he enjoys the sight of your cheeks squished together under his hands making him want to kiss every inch of skin he can find on your face.
"kise?"
his name draws him out of his fantasy as he sees you looking at him with your bright, warm eyes and the most adorable pout on your lips.
"yes love?"
a blush crosses your face at his pet name which brings a wider smile to his lips and his heart jumps at the sight.
" can we go get some starbursts? you stole all of them last time."
he chuckles and presses a small peck on your lips and then takes your hand.
" of course. i'll buy you any candy you want, sweetie."
" even the sour stuff you hate?"
"yes, i will. why wouldn't i ?"
he would give you everything you wanted even if it was sour and he hated it but you knew that you loved it and that is all that mattered to him just to see that sweet on your lips.
it was the sweetest thing he had ever seen and was his new favorite sweet.
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a/n: ahhhhhhhh i finally finsihed a fic i could cry
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mdni 18+. enjoy whatever this is. i love and need a nanami in my life
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nanami kento is a doting husband.
he makes sure you always eat your meals never going to let you go hours without eating or drinking anything. always showers you in affection with the softest touches on your skin and presses light kisses to any skin he can reach. he sang praises to you as he watch you fall apart every night under his arms as he sent your body to a place of euphoria. the way he would press his hips against yours and whisper sweet nothings in your ear as your walls tightened around him.
after he would clean your skin and lay you in a warm bath filled with lavender scent and salts to soothe the muscles overworked from the night. he would sit behind you as he massaged the skin on your shoulders and arms, pressing tiny kisses on your ear. whispering sweet words in your ear, making you giggle as his lips tickled your ear and neck.
the night would end with you tucked into nanami's arms under the soft blanket he placed over the both of you. he would press a kiss on your neck till it trailed to your lips making sure you felt the love he felt for you through his lips. whispering a 'goodnight angel' into your skin, you nuzzle into the skin between his shoulder and neck as he pulls you closer by your hips.
nanami kento is a doting and loving husband.
he would never do it for anyone except you. only you.
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ushiko · 1 year
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call me with your angel eyes
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=͟͟͞♡ lead singer! aizawa shouta x gn! reader
synopsis: aizawa spots a constant familiar face in the crowd each time he plays and he finally decides to ask why.
word count: 5k+
content ahead/ warnings: quirkless au, lead singer au, band aizawa, cussing, vulgar language, smut (not detailed but is mentioned), lovesick! aizawa, kinda possessive! aizawa. sappy and repetitive phrases
notes: this is for @kentoangel groupie love collab; moves from they to you for a purpose and because i wanted to.
✰ playlist ✰ never die/ creed overcome/ creed second chance/ shinedown shine/ collective soul addicted/ saving abel
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" whoa, heaven let your light shine down" - collective soul
The pillow felt soft against your cheek as your hand rested on the firm chest of a silent man of few words who slept soundly despite the world waking up around him. He looked peaceful with his eyelashes brushing against his cheeks with every flutter of his eyelids.
These were the small moments that lived on in our memories. The moments that felt burned into our minds and skin to never forget the emotions felt at that moment and to never forget the small things that happened then.
"I can feel you staring," a groggy voice rang out as he finally woke up with a slight rub to his eyes before turning to you. His hair fell forward as his gaze melted into yours. Pushing back his hair and laying a hand on his cheek, you could finally see the slight glimmer in his eyes that only appeared brighter from the cracked curtain with the sunlight beaming before us.
"Can't help it when there is a beautiful person in front of me," you whisper as the feeling under your hand becomes warmer as his cheeks brighten to a dusty pink. He lets out a low groan as he moves his face into your neck causing your hand to move to the brown strands covering your chest.
"You are always trying to embarrass me," he grumbles into the skin of your neck causing a small shiver to run down your spine feeling the vibration of his voice on your skin.
"I am not," you argue back.
"Really? You've been doing it since we met," he grumbles again as a small giggle passes your lips.
"Well, I couldn't help. I had to tell you how I felt. Your voice was lovely, like a siren in the wind. You drew me in. How could I not tell you?"
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" i just saw hayley's comet, she waved, said why you always running in place? " - shinedown
It was the start of winter so the wind was very brisk and cold as many people were excited about the start of the holidays or the prospect of snow coming soon. Aizawa dreaded the winter season as he hated the cold even though it made it easier to wear his sweater without possibly passing out from the heat. The tips of his fingers felt numb with the feeling of the bitter cold seeping into his skin. His footsteps quickened as he was seeking warmth from the venue where the band was performing at.
“Shouta, wait up!” the loudest voice ever on earth screamed behind him causing most people to stop and stare at him. Aizawa shoots a glare across his shoulder looking at the blonde man running down towards him till the blonde man stood in front of him while trying to catch his breath.
“Wow, you actually waited this time. You usually walk off completely ignoring me,” Hizashi laughs placing his heavy arm across Aizawa’s shoulder.
“Get off of me,” Aizawa grumbles while brushing off Hizashi’s arm from him.
“Oh, come on, don’t be mean! I know you are cold, just trying to keep my little singer warm,” Hizashi jokes while pulling on the fat of Aizawa’s cheek.
“Stop touching me,” Aizawa grumbles louder as they pull to the front of the venue. Finally feeling the warm air around him, Aizawa sighed as he half-listened to Hizashi ramble about his latest hookup from the last gig. He could feel his eyes roll over several times as Hizashi continued his story when the rest of the group came in. ‘This is going to be a long night’ he thinks as Hizashi and Keigo begin to argue about who will pick the songs for tonight.
Ultimately, Nemuri decided on the songs as she told both of the men that she already submitted what songs would be played for the night causing both of them to whine and groan for most of the night. Aizawa ignored most of it as he focused on warming up for tonight and making sure he put on a good show for everyone coming. Even though he wasn’t the biggest fan of crowds or being around a lot of people, he never felt better than he did on stage singing in front of people who enjoyed hearing their music.
The rumble of the crowd cheering and singing along to their songs sent a shiver down his spine and made the nerve in his body buzz with excitement every time he came on stage. Seeing the smiles of those in the crowd took over the feeling of anxiousness that he felt before he got on stage. Or the fear of possibly messing up was overrun by the feeling of acceptance by those who always came to support them at every gig they performed at.
The time finally rolled around for the concert to start which caused a light shake in Aizawa’s hands as he grabbed the mic waiting for the first beat to begin. Looking around in the crowd, he could see the usual people who always came to see them play. Though as his eyes moved across the room he met one pair of eyes that drew him in like a bird looking for a flower to nectar on for the spring. He was entranced by the soft smile that rested on their lips and even in the dim room with a quick flicker of a light passing by he could see the tiny speck of color sparkling in their eyes. They were standing in the middle of the floor with a light almost landing directly on them for a moment letting Aizawa see their face clearly and watch the laugh pass their lips as someone beside them said. Even in the buzz of the crowd, he could hear the sweet laughter leave their mouth making it the loveliest sound he had ever heard even better than his favorite song.
The long draw of a guitar string rang through his ears as he was brought away from his thoughts and drew his eyes away from the lost angel on the floor. Shaking his head, he brought the mic to his lips, letting the music filling the room take over his mind and letting his body feel the rumble and shake of the club and the crowd. This was his safe place, his home. Nothing could draw him away from this feeling that he felt.  His eyes met the same angel eyes that drew him away from his surroundings like it was just the two of them in the sea of the crowd. He couldn’t seem to look away from them no matter what was happening around him. As the night went on their eyes and smile riled up his heart as he felt his body about to burst from the feelings building up inside him. The set finally ended, and he sighed as he got through it all without a bundle or mess up even with the nerves trickling throughout him.
As soon as it ended, he was on a mission to find the angel eyes that drew him in the whole night. He searched and searched throughout the night till the club was closing with no sign of them. His chest tightened as he realized that he missed his one chance to see them and have the possibility of speaking to them and maybe hearing the sweet sound of their laughter again in his ears. The night was freezing as he walked through the streets with the lights reflecting on his frigid breath with the only thought on his mind were bright eyes and a sweet smile to match.
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" i'm so addicted to all the things you do...with every breath you take its unlike anything when you're loving me." - saving abel
The next night, they were there in the front row. He couldn’t believe that they were here and so close that he could finally see what color their eyes were and almost feel the soft texture of their skin. The night drew on as he couldn’t help but stare at them through most of the songs and smile slightly every time, he saw them move along to the words and music flowing through the air. Tonight, he was not going to fail to get their name. He was going to hear the sweet voice that flows through those lips and breathe out beautiful thoughts.
Once the last note rang out, he quickly moves off stage as he watched them move to the bar, grabbing another drink and chatting with Toshinori at the bar. His chest felt tight, moving slowly closer towards them, as his heart pounded louder than any other song he ever heard.
He finally stood next to them as they laughed loudly at something Toshinori said bringing his heart to a skip as he wanted to hear that sound over and over again till it was almost a constant ringing in his head.
“Hey, Shouta. What’s up? Want your usual?” Toshinori asks as he wipes down the glass in his head.
This makes them turn their head causing a whirlwind of emotions to flow through him as his eyes met yours in a locked embrace. The club lights reflected off them as they shine brighter than any star in the sky. He never wanted to look away from the depths of them as they hid so much but drew him in like a captain listening to a siren song.
“Shouta? You there?”
He shakes his head and turns his head to hopefully hide the color rising to his cheeks.
“I’m good, thank 'Nori. It's okay if I talk to them for a couple minutes?”
A childish smirk crosses Toshinori's lips and he winks at him, “Of course! Have fun, love birds!”
He felt the heat in his cheeks become warmer as he listened to Toshinori walk away with a bellowing laugh. This was so embarrassing; he was hoping this would be going smoother than this.
“So, what did you want to talk about?” they ask softly.
He draws his eyes away from the dingy bar counter to theirs again to see a small smile pressed on their face and a twinkle in their eye.
Clearing his throat and taking a final deep breath of encouragement, “Just wanted to get your name. I’ve seen you here recently and just want to get to know my fans.”
The sweetest, softest giggle leaves their lips as they press the cup back down and smile softly at him like he was an angel sent from earth.
“Well since you asked so nicely, I’m (Y/N) (L/N). And you?”
“Aizawa Shouta but you can call me Shouta.”
“Shouta…I like it,” they whisper to the thin air taking the final sip of their drink.
Shouta felt a wave of heat roll through his body as he hears their voice say his name over and over again in his head. He felt dizzy from the spell that you put on him though he didn’t mind as the night rolled on and the lights became dimmer it only felt like they were the only two in the whole room. No one else mattered but the angel eyes in front of him that drew him in with every word that fell from their lips. He never wanted the night to end but every night the moon falls and the sun rises, and Shouta’s sun was about to rise as the conversation ended and they went their separate ways. Only memories replaying in his mind on the way home until he hit the cold sheets of his bed and imagined their face beside his. The sweetest and most soulful song rang through his mind as he remembered the words that were spoken between them. It was his new favorite song.
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"i'm entitled to overcome, completely stunned and numb, knock me down, throw me to the floor" - creed
You were here again tonight.
The fifth night in a row.
Five different cities each night.
Why were you everywhere he went?
He assumed that the night he finally talked to you in the bar would be the last night he ever see you but here you were. With the perfect smile on your lips as you sang along softly to the lyrics flowing from his lips. He was enamored by the scene in front of him that he forgot about the others around him to only focus on the beautiful angel in front of him. Thoughts were swirling in his mind about why you were here. He was hopeful in thinking that it might have been for him but he knew it couldn’t be the reason why. Maybe it was because you enjoyed the music that they made and became a die-hard fan as many others had. He had seen the same fans at multiple events before but not like this. Not like you.
You cheered them on and would be one of the first people to attend or make it into the hall they were playing. The first row was always your spot, and you were always right in front of him. The perfect spot where he could watch you shine underneath the lights as the smile on your lips spread wider through the night and your eyes became brighter like spring. However, after every show, you always disappeared. Gone before he could even make it down the stage sets. It was a heavy weight on his chest thinking that maybe he was the reason you left every night but then why would you show up? He couldn’t understand till one night.
Night number six.
A bright new city with the winter thawing away at the trees welcoming in a blooming flower.
He was planning on playing a new song tonight that made his heart thump hard at the thought of you listening to it intently and closely to the song. He made it especially for tonight knowing that you would be in the front row enjoying the sounds coming from the booming speakers and slow dancing to the melody around you. Tonight, was the night he was going to get his answer. It was tearing him done of not know why you always came but never stayed.  He had to know for his own sanity.
“Yo, Shouta, you okay over there?” Hizashi asks while throwing a heavy arm over his shoulder.
Aizawa grunts shrugging his arms off, “Yeah, just warming up.”
“Mhm, I don’t know. Are you sure you’re not thinking of a certain someone?” Hizashi cheekily ask getting closer to Aizawa’s face till they were almost cheek to cheek.
Aizawa pushes his face away, “That’s none of your business. Now, leave me alone.”
“Aww, Shouta! You are so nervous! It's so cute, they are going to love this side of you,” Nemuri yells in the distance which sends Aizawa into a pile of grumbles walking away from the two idiots.
They didn’t need to see how his cheeks were turning into a warm pink at the thought of you.
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He finally made it through. This was the hardest concert he ever had to make it through. The new song was a hit but the only person’s opinion he cared about was yours. When the first string of the song came through, he saw the puzzled look on your face as the sound was unfamiliar from their usual playlist. The moment his first fell over the loud bass strings, he watched your eyes shine with wonder and a glint of excitement. He could feel his own lips spread as he watched your reaction through the first verse to the chorus. But he wanted to see it up close. During the chorus to the second verse, he kneeled slowly till his eyes were level with yours. He smoothly sang the lyrics while running a small finger across your cheek down to the outline of your jaw. He saw something at that moment that made his heart warm, and chest tighten. Your eyes filled with something that was unimaginably simmering and seething in want and shock. It was the most beautiful sight he has ever seen. The heat of your cheek seeped through the skin of his finger which made him place a small kiss on the skin after moving away slowly. He watched as your eyes followed his lips causing a deeper color to rise on your cheeks and shift awkwardly in the crowd. Your eyes shifted around till they ultimately landed back on him causing a small smirk to rise on his lips.
This is the moment he was waiting for. The moment to see you fall to his whims instead of him falling to yours.
He was soaking up this moment.
He never wanted it to end.
The last cords of the song ran out as the cheers and claps rang out through the crowd, but his eyes were on you. You stood frozen barely moving a muscle, but your focus was slowly on him.
He laughed, crouching down to your ear and whispering, “Meet me after this?”
No words flowed out of your mouth as he watched your throat swallow thickly with a small nod.
His lips spread into a large smile as he moved off stage. His cheeks were starting to hurt from how much and long he was smiling.
“I’m guessing the song worked?” Keigo asked while sporting a childing smirk.
Aizawa just laughs and pats Keigo’s shoulder, “Hell yeah.”
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The backstage of the club was cold. You felt chills running down your spine and arms. Though it might be the very thought of meeting the one person you’ve been running from that is giving you the chills. It wasn’t like you didn’t want him but it was the exact opposite. You liked him too much. Too much that you could barely face him even when you came to every event they played at. His voice was hard to get out of your head. It played on an endless loop from the first night that you saw him. You only went because a friend dragged you down to watch a band she had gotten into recently. Little did you know that the lead singer was a man sent down from above with the perfect image. His long black hair flowed easily over his shoulders as he lay clad in a tight black shirt that clung to every muscle in his arms and chest. The dark baggy, cargo pants he wore accentuated his things and hips as they laid low with the black combat boots on the bottom to complete. The multiple rings on his rings shined under the lights, highlighting the slenderness of his fingers and the showed off the sheer size of his hands. He was the perfect image.
However, as perfect as his image was, it was the voice that solidified the fascination with who this man was. It had a deep, gravel tone as he drew out every emotion and feeling into his songs. His voice sent a swirl of butterflies through your stomach as you listened closely to him. The way it drew you, it almost felt like you were drowning in a river of just him and the sound that flowed through his lips. He was so effortless when he did it. From that moment, you knew that you didn’t want to miss a moment to hear his voice. So, you came to every event just to listen to him but left before he could catch up with you.
The first night he talked to you, the drinks gave you the confidence you needed to keep your composure but from then on it was hard to think you wouldn’t just embarrass yourself in front of him. But now you were here. You couldn’t help but agree to see him after the scene he made at the concert. It felt so intimate at that moment as his soulful brown eyes met yours showing the small glimmer of mischief in them. Your body felt so hot at that moment that it was hard to resist jumping across the stage to touch him. Him whispering lowly in your ear afterward set your mind to a dazed state as you finally agreed to see him after ditching every show as soon as it ended.
Chills ran through your body as you finally spotted him talking to the band's bassist, who you believed was called Keigo. This was finally it. Your palms and knees started to shake as the nerves slowly traveled through you till they took over everything.
“Hey, you alright?”
That sweet, gravel voice traveled through your ears. It sent a calm wave through you. Like you were on a cloud.
Your eyes traveled to meet his which shined with concern as he watched you shake in cold or fear he couldn’t tell. The lights allowed you to finally show the small amount of color that laid in his irises that you were sure illuminated under the sunlight.
“Oh yes, I’m fine. Just a little nervous, I guess,” you shyly state as you watch a small smile pass his lips.
“It’s alright. Not going to lie to you, I’ve been nervous the whole night,” he chuckles lowly while rubbing the small part of his neck.
“Really?” you ask quickly pushing your body closer to him.
His cheeks brightened as he felt the ends of your shoes almost touching his. This was closer than he ever thought you would be tonight. He was pulled out of his thoughts when he could hear the giggles and snickers of his bandmates behind him. This is not a moment for these idiots to witness. This needs to be a private moment.
“Do you want to go somewhere private? My bandmates are spying on us and I rather do this privately,” he whispers closely to you.
Your eyes shift behind his shoulder to see his bandmates huddled in a corner watching you two. The warmth of your body increased as you realized they just witnessed the intimate moment between you two though nothing really happened.
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”
The smile that came from him at that moment could melt any heart even this icy one of yours.
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"i won't let go of that youthful soul, despite body and mind, my youth will never die" - creed
He drove you both to his hotel room since most diners were closed and he wanted to have a space just for the two of you to talk with no possible distractions. His room was simple with the covers barely wrinkled as if he never really slept in it. The large window in his room illuminated the whole room as if there was an unexpected full moon tonight. It was hard to figure out where your eyes should focus as they shifted from the moonlight lady outside or to the tall, handsome man sitting on the bed letting his hair flow over his shoulder effortlessly.
“I hope I didn’t pressure you to come here. I just wanted to have a nice and quiet conversation with you,” he explains nervously as he fumbles with the skin around his nail.
You shake your head and take a seat on the other side of the bed, “Oh no, you didn’t pressure me! I’m just surprised that this is all happening that’s all.”
“Why is that?” he asks with an eyebrow raised slightly.
You twiddle with the loose strand of fabric from the end of your shirt. How were you supposed to tell him that you left every time to avoid him? Or that the only reason you stayed tonight was that your mind was in a haze of whispered words from his siren voice and the two glasses you had you buzzing through the night.
“Well to be honest, I just thought you would never want to meet up with someone who ran away every time you tried to talk to them,” you whisper shyly as you kept your eyes down cast on the thin sweater between your fingers.
A small chuckle leaves his lips as his body moves closer to yours. Feeling the heat from his body made your skin and head buzz with a haziness that you were unnaturally familiar with as it felt the same way whenever you heard his voice. The tightness in your throat was hard to swallow as you watch his fingers set millimeters away from yours.
“Yeah, I will admit that was a bit annoying but it’s alright. I know I’m not someone everyone wants to be around,” he shyly explains while rubbing the back of his neck.
“Oh, that’s not what I meant! I mean I did want to talk to you! I just get so nervous that I never know what to say and I didn’t even know if you still wanted to talk to me because I don’t know…,” you ramble out as the heat in your cheeks only warmed up more, “I was scared that you wouldn’t like me anymore if you found out I’m not the same girl you met the first time. I am not always that confident and I thought you wouldn’t want to talk to me anymore once you found out.”
Letting out a heavy sigh, you look up to see his eyes down at you with his hair sitting heavenly around his face. There was a small smile sitting on his lips as the light in his eyes was playing a lovely song with the way shined.
“Your eyes sparkle even more when you get nervous, did you know that? And your cheeks? They make your skin…glow in this lovely shade that I can’t resist looking at? No matter what you are thinking inside that pretty little head of yours none of it is true. I could never even think of you as boring but instead, like an angel that was sent down to show me what true beauty was,” he whispers lowly close enough to your ear to feel the small breaths on your cheeks every time his lips parted.
His siren song was right in your ear as he let more words pass his lips making your mind hazier and more delirious of the space around you. His words swirled around in your mind and heart as he diminished any dark thoughts in your mind. The soft gravel on his voice drew you in like a bee to honey as your body pushed closer to his till your legs were in his lap with his hands laying lightly on your hip. It was soft touch as he caressed the skin there till his thumb rubbed against your hip bone back down to your thigh. The methodical movement sent a heat wave over your body as you felt you thighs rub together to relieve the tension beginning to build in between your legs and the need to have him touch you all over.
He continued to whisper sweet nothings in your ear as you begged him to touch you. Small whimpers and whines fell from your lips as his rough fingers clung to your hips pulling you on top. His eyes were half-lidded as he watched your lips part into the cutest pout.
“What do you want, angel?”
Swallowing the lump in your throat and controlling the shake on your hands, you harshly grab the back of his neck and pull his lips towards yours. His lips felt soft against yours as they held a dryness from the crisp air of the night, but they felt heavenly against yours. Slowly welcoming his mouth into yours, his hands move low on your hips till they rested on the top skin of your back pockets. His touch was soft against yours as you felt the callouses on his fingers as one hand moved slowly below your shirt reaching the bare skin of your back.
Pulling away slowly with heavy lids and bated breaths, you whisper, “You. That’s all I want.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” he purrs pulling you against his lips once more pulling you in more to his siren song.
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The night was spent with Aizawa unleashing something he never felt before. An animalistic power. He watched you over and over again fall apart from his fingers and tongue never getting over the sounds that fell from your lips or the whimpers that filled the room. It was a sweet symphony that he wanted to hear over and over again. The night ended with him giving you a small bath as the two of you spoke about anything and everything. It was the perfect ending to his night. The perfect ending to the most perfect song.
The morning was even more than what he hoped for as he watched you slumber soundly next to him with the smallest amount of drool coming from your lips and your cheeks highlighted by the shadows of your eyelashes. He pressed a small kiss on your temple as he watched your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the bright light coming through the window, it was like a small baby animal waking up for the first time. You stretched your limps as he giggled beside you watching the way you interacted with the world at first light.
“Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?”
You slightly jumped as the sudden realization that he was laying next to you came into mind. The color of your face came to light as you twiddle with the blanket lying across you both.
“I slept pretty well, you?” you ask shyly and push yourself more below the blanket.
Aizawa laughs and pulls the covers off you to only pull in his arms tighter, “Best sleep I’ve ever had.”
Your body gets warmer as you try to burrow yourself more in space of Aizawa’s chest hoping to hide the blush covering your cheeks. He only laughs and presses a kiss on top of your head. He never believed this moment would ever happen but now that it was finally here, he never wanted it to end.
“So, am I safe to assume my voice turns you on?” he asks after a moment of silence.
You quickly glare up at him and smack his chest, “Shut up! It does not!”
“Oh really, then how about if I do this?” he challenges moving his face closer to the space between your neck and shoulder.
 “You sounded so beautiful last night, screaming my name like that made me want to go all night long,” he gravely whispers into your ear before pressing a warm kiss to a bruise he left last night.
The warmth felt through your face reached your toes as you felt like you were in the hot summer sun. This was too much for one morning.
You hit his arm and wiggle away from him before he truly realized what his voice does to you. He doesn’t need to know the effect it has on you or how many times you fell apart last night from just his voice alone.
“Uh huh, you are not going anywhere!” he boisterously laughs pulling you in closer till your eyes were level with his.
A cocky smirk rises on his lips while his fingers move slowly down your hips rising the oversize shirt, he gave you last night. He drew small shapes on your hip till his finger caught the small band on your underwear.
“Now, let's test my theory, shall we?” he lowly whispers to you as his fingers move lower.
With a slow nod, you allow him to take you into his deep waters and take everything you have.
...
“So, why did you come to every concert?”
Aizawa and you finally made it out of the room to fill your bellies and get some drinks before the next performance started. It was difficult trying to convince him to leave till the own grumble of his stomach came out.
I shrug, “I like the way your voice sounds.”
He quirks a brow and stares at you, “That’s it?”
You nod while taking a bite of the steamy fries on the table, “Yep. It was like a siren song. Couldn’t get it out of my head.”
You feel his eyes piercing into your skin as you continue to mow down the food in front of you.
“What? Didn’t like my response?”
“No, I just never heard someone like my voice that much before,” he admits with a slight color added to his face.
You giggle wrapping your fingers around his, “ Well, I happen to like it a lot. It helps that you are super-hot.”
“Okay, that’s enough keep eating,” he states while shoving several fries into your mouth with his face flushing red and fingers shaking.
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PRESENT
Those were the small moments to live for, the small moments to imprint in one mind. To keep it as a song replaying in your head all day. The moments where soft skin met callous hands in the softest embrace. Where the small voices faded away when an even louder voice played in one’s ear to chase the demons away. The small moments where love was exchanged in the smallest of phrases but it the most temptress of ways through a siren of words with an angel singing heavenly praises.
Aizawa reviled in these moments. He thought of them constantly thinking of the times when you were together before everything became official. Now here you were with him in the same space till the end of time. Till your inner youth died, till your hearts stop beating, and till the last note plays in your love song.
“Shouta? You, okay?”
He nods and feels your hands rest upon his cheeks as you lay against the sheets in the morning light.
“You are thinking too much, tell me what’s going on inside that head of yours.”
“It’s a lot of things,” he mumbles while he touches the palm resting on his cheek.
“Mhm, well whenever you want to tell me then let me know. You know I’ll always be here.”
He nods and kisses your palm where your heart line is, “I wouldn’t want anyone else.”
“Good, that’s what I like to hear, especially from you.”
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just a second
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when looking at it, you shouldn’t have worked out. it shouldn’t have lasted as long as it had but we made it work. ushijima was a simple man he did not expect much from relationships. he was not expecting to meet someone who had so much impact on his life or to play into so many scenes that replayed in his head constantly. he just wanted something simple. something that was temporarily there and something that would be fun and a small enough for him not to remember later. he never got what he wanted instead he got something stable, exuberant, and was always there. when he met you it wasn’t supposed to last forever, it was supposed to be temporary since he was moving constantly around the world and trying out to figure out his own life. but it all twisted upside down that cold morning where the winds were high and the sun was low in the sky. he was running on his daily jog when a body slammed into his and changed everything that day within a span of second. now he was here. with someone who was stable and constant, with someone who was not temporary, and living in the moments he would never forget. with someone who he always wanted by his side and to travel the world with and live with his hand in theirs.
“toshi , what are you thinking about?”
his head snaps up to met the eyes that washed away all his worries and made him stay flat to the ground with the pressure of the world surrounding him.
he shakes his head, “just thinking about how you changed my world in a matter of a second.”
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moonlight studies | lucifer obeyme!
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a/n: i really don’t know what this is but I hope you enjoy. the reader is she/her btw!!
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“Luci, you’re over working again!”
Lucifer looked up from his papers spread out in front of him and displayed a small, but tired smile on his lips.
Leaning his head against his fisted palm with the pen falling slowly from his fingers onto the hardwood desk below him, " I have to get these papers to read and signed by today love. Diavolo’s orders.”
Stupid Diavolo. I sigh loudly and walk towards his desk and lean against its side. Folding my arms across my chest, I look down at the little white papers on his desk. Picking one up and staring at the little words on the page, I feel a hand peel it from my hands and lay it back on the desk.
“What do you think you are doing?”
“I’m helping! That way you can finally go to sleep on time.”
Lucifer chuckles and softly grabs my arm pulling me to his lap wrapping an arm around my waist as my arms around his shoulders.
“I appreciate it but I think I have it under control, my love. You should be asleep right now.”
I shake my head and pout, “ Nope, I’m not going to sleep till you are done. So you are stuck with me.”
His fingers squeeze my hip as a low chuckle leaves his lips, “ Now there is no need for that my lovely. I will be done soon enough.”
“Then I will wait,” I state moving my legs across his knees to get more comfortable since I knew it would be longer than he was stating it was going to be.
“Well seeing as you are making yourself comfortable, I guess it would be better to have a pretty face to look at while I work,” he smirks as he squeezes my hip again before focusing his eyes in the papers below him.
My face warms as words swirl my mind. He always had a way with words and making my body feel fuzzy and stomach full of emotions. The most annoying part was that he knew he had this power over me and that his words made my mind fall into a hazy state.
“Now Lucifer, that is not fair! You can not just say that and go straight to work!”
“I think it’s fairly fair love. Plus having you by my side will just want me to get this done faster, won’t you say?” He responds as a feather light peck is laid on my cheek.
My body flushed again as he pulled me closer to his side as began moving through piles of paper in front of him. My fingers aimlessly move through the bottom strands of his hair as I watch his warm, vermillion eyes move across each page till he flipped over to the next one. It was rare to see Lucifer so calm in one moment and even rarer to see him so affectionate, especially in times when he spent hours on end doing paperwork and meetings. A small spread across my lips as I push my face into his neck as I decide to enjoy this small moment we had together. The soft glow of the desk lamp shined on both of us as the moon glistened slightly through the curtains behind reflecting our small shadow onto the floor. It was easy to see the small bags and dark circles under his eyes but he almost shined under the low moonlight.
“Are you getting tired, my love?” he whispers lowly as I snuggle more into his neck.
Shaking my head and pressing a small kiss on the side of his neck, “No I’m just enjoying my time with you, Luci.”
“I thought you didn’t want me working in my office right now? You are sending mix messages woman.”
“Well, this is our first moment alone in a while since you have been so busy so I thought why not enjoy it while I still can, “ I shyly whisper as I twirl a piece of hair between my fingers.
A soft squeeze pulls me from the safe space of his shoulder to see him already looking at me with a warm grin and caring eyes.
“I don’t know where I would be without you. You…make my heart sing and if I could give you everything in the world I would. I’m sorry that I have been so neglectful as of late but from this night on I promise to be by your side from now and to eternity.”
I smile and press a small peck to his lips, “ I hold you too that Mr. Lucifer. Better not break it.”
“Wouldn’t even dream of it,” he whispers before pressing his lips fully on mine underneath the low moonlight that showed our shadow as one for the stars and the night to see.
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sunshine and rain | yuji itadori
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yuji itadori was the embodiment of sunshine. he always had a wide smile on his face no matter if the day was cold or if the sun was beaming brightly down on everyone. even through the roughest moments in his life he found a way to smile or laugh with everyone. but everyone had their breaking point. the point where the sunshine within them dwindled into a stormy raincloud with harsh thunder and lightening. yuji had days where he could feel his smile was wavering and barley holding on by a thread. the smile didn’t reach his eyes and it wasn’t the same smile that everyone knew.
“yuji, are you okay?”
that simple question broke the damn within yuji’s chest as the tears that he as been holding back fell. fat, thick tears fell down his soft cheeks as broken sobs racked his whole body. the storm within him was ferocious as the rain down his cheeks was heavy and the sobs leaving his lips was louder than any thunder or lightning hitting the ground. sunshine was hiding deeply behind the dark clouds in his mind that couldn’t peek through. till a small ray of light broke through the dark cloud and reached down into yuji’s heart.
“ it’s okay yuji. im here for you. hold onto me,” the sweet voice whispered into his ear as they held him close to their chest.
the slight beat of their heart was soothing to yuji’s ears and dried up the rain on his cheeks. the cloud still held strong with his chest but the sun was becoming brighter and brighter. soon the cloud disappeared and all that is left is a warm sun that pulls in a cool breeze and warmth of grass under one’s hands.
“it’s okay if it rains yuji, even the sun sometimes needs a break.”
yuji is still the embodiment of sunshine but even then he still has cloudy and thunderous storms. on those days the steady beat of another’s sunlight brought the rain to a stop and for the thunder to go silent.
“thank you, i love you,” he whispers
“love you too sunshine.”
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petty game of cards | ukai keishin jr.
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ukai keishin jr x fem!reader
an: fun fact this was inspired by my brother getting his ass whooped by his girlfriend in speed and it was hilarious. another fact is that ukai keishin jr was one of the reasons i even started watching haikyuu bc he's hot obv and i couldn't help myself
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Ukai is a very petty person. He also hates to lose which makes him even pettier; he especially hates it when he loses to me.
It was the one afternoon that we both had off from work and we decided to have a game night inside with old, cringe movies in the background with greasy takeout on the side, Though right now we were on round give of playing Speed since Ukai had lost the last four rounds and was set on winning.  This last round has been set in silence as Ukai stared at his cards intently with a small pout set on his lips and his eyes shifting now and then between his cards. I let out a light chuckle as I set down two cards on top of the pile as I move to get more cards.
“Ah! How did you do that so quickly?! He exclaims as he places his hand on the left pile to start a new stack. I shrug my shoulders and place my hand on the right pile waiting to flip over to the next card.
“It’s not my fault I got good cards. You shuffled the cards, remember?”
Flipping over to the next card, I quickly place my last three cards down and quickly announce, “Speed!”
Ukai groans and throws his cards on the table, “ I don’t understand! How do I keep losing!?
“Kei, it isn’t that serious. It’s just a game. Do you want to play another game?”
He shakes his head violently, “ No, I want to play again and this time I’m going to win.”
He picks up all the cards and begins to shuffle them with some grumbling mixed in between each shuffle. A small smile crosses my lips as I watch the space between his brows furrow and his lips set into a pout. He is always so cute when he gets like this since it was a rare sight to see nowadays. He was busy teaching and coaching the team before heading to Nationals and work had me working overtime almost every night. It was rare now to spend a quiet afternoon with him and just enjoy his presence with mine. In our safe space where we could forget about the outside world and be together without any interruptions from work or anybody.
“What are you looking at? Time to play! This time I will beat you.”
I shake my head and lean forwards pressing a small kiss between his brows. Leaning back, my eyes sport the growing blush on his cheeks and his eyes blink blankly into the space in front of him many times.
“Hey, what kinda game are you trying to play?! You tryin’ to cheat?” he fumbles out as he pushes me back by my forehead.
I giggle and grab onto the hand pushing me back and intertwining our fingers together, “ Me? I’m not doing anything, just enjoying some time with my boyfriend. Also, can’t believe you are accusing me of cheating.”
“Well, what does this look like to you? Looks like someone who is trying to get in my head and distract me to win!”
“I would do no such thing, love,” I whisper as my lips press a small kiss on the back of his hand.
The color of his cheeks brightened, and I could feel his hand become clammy underneath my fingers.
“You’re mean,” he whispers back as he presses an equal kiss on the back of my hand.
“I’m not mean, baby, just trying to cheer you up before I beat you in the next game!”
“Ah what?! I knew you were playing me!”
Letting out a laugh, I grab the pile of cards in front of me and see the furrow grow deeper between his brows and a frown set on his lips.
“Sorry baby just couldn’t help myself,” a chuckle ran out of my lips as Ukai’s eyes glare at me from across the table.
A single beat of silence passes between us as we stare at each other above the edge of our cards. Till something seemed to shift in the air. My brow raises slightly as I watch a childish smirk spread across his lips and a sparkling light up his honey-dipped eyes. It wasn’t the good kind of sparkle but the kind of sparkle that meant he was up to something.
“What is going on in that big head of yours, huh? Trying to figure out a way to beat me somehow?” I ask as he leans forwards till his lips and eyes were close to mine.
I could smell that mix of nicotine and mint coming from the small breath leaving his lips onto mine as a smile spread across his lips with his right hand cupping my cheek.
“What are you up to Mr?”
He shakes his head slightly and whispers, “Nothing just admiring my beautiful girlfriend. Can’t I do that?”
I shake my head and pout, “ No, because you are evil and you are up to something.”
“I’m not up to anything. Now, will you shut up so I can kiss you?” he asks while letting that arrogant smirk pass his lips.
My eyes widen as my lips instinctively shut and his lips touch mine with the lightest touch. The smell of nicotine and mint intensified as his lips moved with mine while his fingers softly pulled on the strands at the nape of my neck. No matter how many times his lips touched mine it always felt like the first time as my heart was beating out of my chest and I couldn't help but want more.
He slowly pulls away as a small whine leaves my throat not wanting It to end so soon. A small ‘tsk’ passes his lips with his eyes becoming level with mine. It was hard not to get lost in the eyes that only radiated warmth and made me feel that they could pull me out of anything that the world put me in. I just wish they weren’t so full of mischief, I would want to continue this moment but I know that he has a trick up his sleeve.
“Aw look who is begging for more well that is too bad because, to get more, you gotta beat me which isn’t going to happen!”
He chuckles loudly while leaning back into his seat as the smile on his face grows wider while the pout on my lips increases. I snatch the cards from the table and glared at the petty man in front of me who only seemed to be glowing from what just happened.
“Oh, it’s on. You are going to eat your words.”
“If you say so, sweetheart.”
With that, the sixth round began with palms slamming on the table and evil cackles leaving our lips as the game went on. In the end, Ukai was the one who lost as I yelled ‘Speed’ for the final time into the space between two that didn’t want this one, free, and petty afternoon to end.
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squeaky shoes | kagami taiga
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kagami taiga x fem! reader
synopsis: kuroko's other best friend visits one game and hates the sound of squeaky shoes, except for one player's shoes : kagami taiga
words: 3.8k [my longest fic ever!]
a/n: umm, did not mean to make this so long but it like one of the most fav things I have ever written so I hope you guys enjoy it!
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The sound of basketball shoes is so annoying.
The loud squeaky noise they make pierce my ears and make my brain go haywire.
But I am here for a reason! To watch Kuroko play and support his team to the Inter-High. As much as I didn’t understand the game of basketball, I was here to be supportive even if I was going to be confused the whole time.
“Kuroko!” I scream from the stands as he walks out for warmups.
He turns quickly as I wave enthusiastically down at him. A small smile appears on his face as he waves back shyly. I shift my eyes over his teammates to see most of them frozen watching Kuroko and me waving at it each other. Their eyes constantly shift between me and Kuroko’s figures. It’s like they couldn’t believe had a friend or at least a female friend. They all looked so confused. Heat rushes through my body as the team stares directly at me towards the end as Kuroko turns back to the bench and I slowly lower my hand.
“Good luck, Serin! Especially you, Kuroko!” I cheer for the final time as I decided to let the embarrassment for Kuroko end and let the team warm-up instead of looking at a crazy girl in the stands.
The whole team cheers and starts their warm-up on the court. With the sounds of basketballs bouncing on the court and the sound of the dreadful squeaking, it was hard to focus on one focal point of the court. I try to focus on Kuroko and him practicing as I smile brightly down at the court and watch him playing the sport he loves. Though, it was difficult to concentrate with the feeling of a burning stare was drilling into the side of my face. It had me turning my head to see a brilliantly bright two-toned redhead staring blankly at me. This must be the Kagami person that Kuroko was always talking about during lunch. I drift my eyes around behind me to see if he was possibly staring at something else behind me and there was nothing there.
My cheeks heat up as I realize that he was only looking at me or really just staring straight at me. Why me? Probably because I was just some girl screaming at his teammates.
This is so embarrassing.
Before I could embarrass myself, even more, I head to my seat quickly and allow myself to shrivel and hide into the stands. Closing my eyes and leaning my head back, I take a deep breath and try to cool down my cheeks and body. Though behind my eyes, all I could see were big, bright vermillion eyes and a chiseled tan face with a dopey smile across it staring right back at me. Maybe focusing on that squeaky shoe sound will drown out my visions of him as I feel my body stiffen and become warm with just the thought of those eyes on me and that crooked smile crossing my mind again.
I hope this game ends soon…
The first day of Inter-High was finally over. It was hard to focus on Kuroko the whole time (even though he wasn’t in for long) since he was using his misdirection, but it allowed me to watch his other teammates more or at least try to. I would have tried to watch Hyuga and his threes or watch Izuki pass and score, but my eyes kept trailing to the loudest player on the court.
Kagami Taiga.
I couldn’t help but watch in amazement of his dunks and speed on the court. Plus, every time he had the ball it looked like nothing else mattered but basketball. He didn’t care about anything else but the ball in his hand the game on the court. His eyes were so focused and determined to prove himself in some way. It was also hard not to watch as the small trickle of sweat that would travel down his neck and face throughout all the games as his eyes sharpened with the strong determination to make the next point. I couldn’t help my body to fill up with a warmth when those same eyes would run over mine for use a small moment till they were back on the court and game. A rush of heat runs to my face and feel sweat go down my neck to my back and feel my hands become clammy as his eyes meet mine in the crowd. My eyes shifted all over the court uncomfortably to try and avoid as much eye contact as possible though it was difficult when I could sometimes feel his eyes seeping into my skin again.
‘Why does he keep looking over here?! There is nothing special here; ' I thought as I finally shift my eyes over to the court to see the team leaving towards the locker room. Taking a deep sigh of relief, I leave the gym and wait outside for Kuroko to come out since he promised me dinner after tonight’s game. (Partially why I really came here.)
“(Y/N), I’m glad you could make it.” A soft voice says behind me after a few moments of standing outside as I was staring into the sky watching the clouds shift over and the moon poke out of the clouds.
“Ah, Kuroko! I will never get used to you sneaking up on me like that.”
“I wasn’t sneaking up on you, " he mumbles.
I giggle, “Either way, it still scares me. Anyways, I’m glad I got to come out too. It was so exciting to see you guys play. It was fun to watch!”
“I’m happy you enjoyed it! Will you be showing up tomorrow, as well?”
I shrug my shoulders and throw my hands into the pocket of my hoodie, “Maybe, though I did really find those basketball shoes really annoying.”
We both laugh as we start to catch up on each other lives as nowadays we rarely saw each other since life got busier with school and basketball prevented Kuroko from going on our usual hangouts.
“Kuroko! What have I told you about walking off?!” A high pitch voice screamed down the walkway as I watch Kuroko jump and turn quickly to see his coach and teammates walking down towards us. My eyes shift over the team and they all look so strong and tall compared to me and even compared to Kuroko. They eventually landed on the man that I was trying to avoid and not too close to. Now he was going to close enough that I would be able to see his eyes sparkle and see the dopey wide smile up close enough to see the visual lines on his face whenever he smiled or talked.
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to meet up with my friend. By the way, everyone this is (Y/L/N) (Y/N),” he introduces me to everyone.
I shyly wave to everyone and put on a small smile, “Hello, you can just call me (Y/N). It’s nice to meet you all.”
Kuroko eventually introduces everyone individually as I try to remember the names of everyone that I was meeting but it was hard when my heart was pumping into my ears the closer we got to the two-toned redhead.
“Lastly this is Kagami Taiga,” Kuroko finishes.
Kagami smirks and continues to twirl the ball in hand. Cocky bastard…
“It’s nice to meet you, (Y/N),” he says as he bows slightly at me with the ball now tucked into his side.
Wow, his voice was deeper than I thought it was going to be though it felt nice and light in my ear like a symphony and made my heart skip in my chest. Never knew my name could sound so sweet off of someone else’s tongue.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Kagami,” I murmur shyly as I feel my face flush and my fingers start to shake as I shove them in my pockets to hide my nervousness. No one has ever made me this nervous. It feels like I can even look him in the eye or I might throw up.
“(Y/N), did you want to go get dinner with the team?” Kuroko asks beside me.
I jump slightly in my skin and nod my head as I put my focus on something else besides Kagami and his body being reflected by the moonlight and making it appear even bigger but soft around the edges of his body. His broad shoulders and large chest were sturdy in the night and with his long legs, it was not hard to see why he was such a hard player to beat.
He had the perfect mixture of a body being intimidating and soft. You could also see it in his eyes. There was a hardness to them that was exemplified in games but once the game was over there was a childish, softness to them that shined above the rest.
“Uh sure, I could eat,” I stammer out as I shift my gaze back to Kuroko.
He raises a brow at me as he slowly nods his head though I know he was suspicious of my behavior. I rarely acted like this ever. I was the more outgoing one of the duo so I knew he was questioning why my mood suddenly changed. Hopefully, he wouldn’t get too suspicious and ask me questions about it. I don’t think my heart could take it right now.
We all start walking towards the busy streets and leave behind the first day of the Inter-High. The first day was over but I still felt that warm stare on the back of my head as we walked away with the squeaky shoes behind and the moon reflecting off our bodies.
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“This can’t be happening,” I grumble to myself as I lay with my head against the school desk.
How could I let this happen?
How could I let myself fall for someone out of my league?
It was his fault. He did this to me.
He must’ve done something to my food or put something in my drink.
I groan and pull at my hair in frustration, this was so annoying. Now I was becoming delusional. It was really my fault. I fell for that dopey smile, his big boisterous laugh, and fell right into his lap when he looked at me with those sparkling vermillion eyes.
Kagami Taiga.
That big ‘ole dope. Why did I have to fall for him?
It all started after the Inter-High games; I somehow was convinced to become Serin’s basketball manager by Kuroko. I would help them practice and obviously would do all the chores that they didn’t want to do. Ever since then, Kagami would come to help me after practice and have small conversations with me during practice. He would speak to me softly like he didn’t want anyone to hear our conversation. He rarely ever used a harsh tone or the voice he would use in games or to his teammates. This allowed me to see the softer, sweet side of him that was hiding behind that large stature and forget about the intimidating figure that would play on the court. After practice, he would always help me clean the gym or the locker room and always carries the heavy stuff even though I told him many times that I could handle it. It made it hard not to watch him carry those heavy items when his arms and shoulders would bulge and the sweat from practice would go down his face and neck making it impossible not to make my heart race.
Every night after everything was cleaned, he would offer to walk me him since we lived close to one another. Those were the best nights under the stars and the moon reflecting on our bodies creating the shadows on the sidewalk. Of course, the first stop was always Maji Burger so Kagami could get his fill of food and I could get my favorite chocolate shake. From there we would walk slowly towards my street and just talk. We would talk about anything and everything. Nothing was off-limits. He would talk about his life in America, and I would talk about school and life in Japan as well as tell him embarrassing stories about Kuroko that I knew one day would get me in trouble if he found out.
My heart would slowly chip as I would see my door in the distance, and I could see the stars fading away and the nightly conversation was coming to an end. I never wanted our conversations to end
“Thank you for walking me home, Kagami,” I thank him as I stand on the front steps as he stood on the street sidewalk below. Even with me standing on a step above him, I still felt smaller to Kagami and couldn’t help but look in his eyes and see the stars reflecting in them. I imprinted the image in my mind as the prettiest night sky I’ve ever seen.
“Of course, can’t let a pretty girl walk home all by herself,” he chuckles as he rubs the back of his neck and the skin around his eyes crinkle up.
My body goes rigid as I feel my eyes widen as my heart felt like it stopped in my chest. He’s never called me that before. No one has ever called me that before.
“(Y/N), are you okay?” he asks with concern and takes a small step forward with his hand reaching out for my shoulder.
I jump and rush towards my front door, “Yes, goodnight!”
I quickly unlock the door and slam it shut once I made it into the safety of my living room. My insides were exploding with butterflies and felt like elephants were stopping around my heart from how hard it was pounding. My mind and body were feeling a swirl of emotions as I tried to get my mind out of its dizzy haze.
“Oh my god, did that just really happen?” I whisper to myself as I head towards my room.
Stripping out of my day clothes and changing into my nightclothes, my head was spinning, and it felt like my heart might collapse any minute. Laying down under the blankets I try to fill my head with anything else but I could only think about the stars that were in his eyes as sleep slowly invaded my mind and the night sky filled the darkness of my mind.
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Now we are here.
Dying with embarrassment and hoping I could erase that night from my mind.
Laying my head on the cool desk with the schoolyard staring back at me. Everyone looked so happy out there in the sun, laughing and cheering with content in their hearts. I wish I could be as content as they are.
I have been avoiding the team, making excuses for practice, and especially avoiding Kagami. I couldn’t face him after that night. I was so embarrassed. All he did was call me pretty, but it was so much more than that. No one has ever called me that. I’ve always been called an average girl that had some looks. Did he mean it or was he just trying to be nice? Why did I have to run away?
“(Y/N), are you okay? You’ve been staring outside for a while,” a voice of a whisper asks.
I jump in my seat as my head snaps up to see Kuroko standing above me. The only person I couldn’t avoid since half that time I could barely find him.
“No,” I mumble as I start to pick at the skin around my nails.
“What’s wrong?” he asks again as he sits in the seat in front of me.
I sigh and lean against the back of my desk, “I think I messed it up with Kagami.”
Kuroko was the first person I told about my feelings towards Kagami. He was supportive and told me to just tell Kagami how I felt. I refused to tell him even when Kuroko swore that Kagami had the same feeling for me.
“How? I don’t think there is any way you could have done that,” he assures me.
I shake my head and lean my head back against the desk and stare back out the window. The breeze flowed slightly through the trees as some leaves fell to the ground. It was such a pretty day outside but it felt like a rain cloud was on top of my head.
“It was so embarrassing, Kuro. He is never going to talk to me again.”
“I highly doubt that. He hasn’t shut up about you and he has been so mopey for the last couple of days. How I know why.”
I lean my chin up on the desk, “Really?”
“Yes. Kagami is crazy about you. I think you are just overthinking this.”
My lips stretch into a small smile as I feel my heart warm at the possibility of Kagami having the same feelings as me or even being as sad as I was about the whole situation.
“So, are you going to practice tonight?”
I look up to Kuroko’s blue eyes and see a childish smirk on his lips as he knew what was mostly going through my head right now.
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” I whisper.
Staring back out into the bright sky I drift off into my daydreams and think of a plan to change everything around and see the night sky with bright stars into a bright sky with the sun shining brightly on us. Maybe my heart will be content after all.
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I chewed on the worn-out skin around my thumb as the nerves began to build up in me as I thought over and over again what I was going to say to Kagami.
I can do this.
Just tell him how you feel.
It can’t be that hard…
On second thought, this might be the hardest thing I ever have to do. My heart skips as I watch Kagami walk out of the gym and freeze when he sees me standing a couple of feet away. I clear my throat and walk slowly towards him. My heart pumps harder and my body feels heavy as I get closer and start to see the small smile gracing his lips.
Yeah, this was going to be extremely hard…
“Hi,” I shyly whisper as I stand in front of him as my feet shift around on the ground.
The way he was staring down at me with his eyes being reflected under the hallway lights and still they somehow shined as bright as they did that night. His height was making me feel small as he was towering over me though I didn’t feel scared but almost comfortable in a way.
“Hey, been missing you at practice.”
I laugh as I rub the back of my neck and feel my face flush, “Yeah, just had some stuff going on and needed to recollect myself.”
“Is everything okay? He concernly asks.
“Oh yeah, everything is okay now. Um, I need to talk to you about something,” I nervously say.
“Okay, go ahead,” he insists.
I take a deep breath and square my shoulders while locking my eyes onto him. I can do this!
“Ah well, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for running out on you the other night. No one has ever called me pretty before and well since it came from you it made me extremely nervous and flustered because I like you a lot, Kagami!”
In one breath, I finally let out the feeling that has been filling my head and clouding my days since that night. I clench my eyes shirt as I didn’t want to face the embarrassment if his face was warped into disgust. Silence filled the air as I stand firmly in my spot as my body trembled and shakes as the nerves flow through my blood.
Suddenly, a soft pair of fingertips cup my cheeks as a small gasp leave my lips and my eyes snap open into the night. Kagami is a breath away as he stares down at me with that dopey smirk on his lips.
“You are so pretty, cute, smart, beautiful, and every other word in the book. I will tell you every day if I have to so you can see it my way. I like you a lot…too.”
Our lips brush slightly as we smile under the small high school lights.
“Really?” I whisper into the wind as a cold breeze passes through us.
“Yeah, I have since I saw you at the Inter-High. I couldn’t resist but look at the pretty girl in the crowd by herself and cheering so wonderfully for my team,” he whispers back as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to his chest.
He slowly pulls my face closer to our lips touch together and moves his hand to the back of my neck. His lips were so soft but slightly chapped as his lips moved in sync with mine. I wrap my arms around his neck as the other arm moves from my neck to the match with the one already wrapped around my waist. I play with the strands on the back of his neck as I pull him closer to me and his arms tighten around my body and pull me even closer to his body.
I could feel his rigid muscles underneath his shirt as my hand move slightly to his shoulders as his moved around my waist and hips. Our lips move together as my lungs begin to burn and it turns to small pecks and giggles in between our lips touching. I pull away slightly and smile at the image in front of me. His eyes were still closed and his lips were slightly parted as he leaned his forehead on mine.
With his eyes opening up slightly, a small giggle passes my lips as my fingers move to run through his hair.
“I have been waiting for this for so long,” he mumbles as he pulls impossibly closer to him and pulls me to rest my head on his chest. With one arm around my shoulder and one around my waist, I lay on his chest and wrap my arms around his waist.
I giggle again, “Me too. I think it was worth the wait.”
“It definitely was, pretty girl.”
He pulls slightly away and lifts my chin up to press his lips on mine again as my body flushes with his words and the feeling that was running through my body.
Under the stars and dingy high school lights, the stars shined bright around us. I could only feel his body on mine, and it felt like I was out in the sun, and I could only see that sun surrounding us. My body felt light walking home that night with Kagami’s hand in mine and the night sky shining even brighter in his eyes. I had a new night sky to admire and love.
A sweet love blossomed over a girl who hated squeaky shoes and the boy who wore them.
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ಌ cute turtle sticker on a train | aone takanobu
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aone x gn! reader
synopsis: five moments on the train with aone where loved bloomed under the train lights with turtle stickers on phone cases.
word count: 3.0k+
a/n: i had to use the time skip photo for the banner, he's just so cute in it!
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Riding the train every day wasn’t my favorite thing to do but people watching was a favorite pass time of mine. Seeing all the different people and aspects of life surrounding me. The tired woman probably going to her second job, the man who sleeps with his arms crossed from working all night, and the little girl playing on her tablet while her mom talks loudly on the phone next to her.
Then, there is him.
The boy with bright, white hair reflects off his pale skin and brightens his light green eyes. His eyes are sharp as he stares down at his phone which had a little turtle sticker on his clear phone case. He always wore a small frown on his face as he tightly held onto the school bag next to him as his eyes stared strictly down on the phone screen in front of him. The colors of his uniform told me that he went to the same school as me, Date Tech High. I’d never seen him before though most of the time I could barely remember anyone’s faces at school. However, I feel like I would remember someone like him. He had a strong build and seemed to have a tall stature since he was towering over everyone on the train. I couldn’t get over that such a stoic man had such a cute, turtle sticker with hearts all around it laying on his case.
The train stopped as most people prepared to gather their bags to get off. The white-haired boy shut off his phone and picked up his bag to his lap, throwing his phone inside. Moving my bag to my lap, I watch over the train to see the same people as always getting off the train. Except for this time, my focus was more on the brooding man standing as the train came to a stop with the doors opening widely. I was right, he was tall through as I got up to see him leave, I lost him in the crowd. I sigh and pull my bag higher on my shoulder as I move towards school, the same steps that he and his cute sticker are taking.
ಌ ONE
It was the next morning, and the train was lighter than most mornings. I decided to take one of the better sears on the train since it was easier that way. I settle into the seat while setting my bag on my lap and wait for the doors to close to move to the next stop.
“You go to Date Tech?” a deep-vibrating voice asks next to me.
My body jumps slightly with a silent squeal passes my lips to see the white-haired boy sitting next to me. I didn’t even notice he was there. Has he been there the whole time?
“Ah yes, I do,” I answer hesitantly.
I didn’t mean to answer so nervously but it was rare to talk to anyone at school or the train. He nods once and turns back to his phone on whatever video he was watching. I stare blankly at him as I try to process the last few moments between me and him.
How did he know I go to Date Tech High? I look around at myself to see nothing particular that wouldn’t indicate I went there until I saw the pin on my bag. In big bold letters says ‘Date Tech’ with the school's colors surrounding it. Now that question makes more sense but still…
How did I not even notice he was sitting next to me? I mean he is so big and tall I think it would be hard to miss him.
Either way, this gave me the chance to see him up close. His hair almost appeared brighter up close and his skin was flawless alabaster that made everything come together perfectly. The jacket stretched across his shoulders and his chest showing off his stronger stature. I feel my cheeks brighten as I realized I was staring at him with no self-regard. I turn back forward and try to focus on anything but the man next to me. If I had looked, I would have seen his skin turn a shade of light pink while he gripped tightly onto this phone that still laid a cute, turtle sticker.
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It has been about a week and the white-haired boy from school hasn’t talked to each other since that first interaction. Those were the only words he has ever said to me and I was craving more. When we both got off, all he did was nod at me and leave the train into the crowd. Every time I would somehow lose sight of the tall man in the crowd and scramble to see where he went with no luck. I just wanted to at least get to know one classmate since we rode the train together every morning. How can someone lose a 6’3 man in a crowd?!
Today, the train was packed and there were barely any seats available. Everyone looking for a seat and scrambling to find one, but they kept missing one seat or more light they were avoiding it altogether.
Next to him. White-haired boy.
It appeared that everyone was avoiding sitting next to him as they refused to even look at the seat next to him. It was probably because of that unnatural frown all over his face. Well, I wanted to seat since my bag was extra heavy today with all the textbooks I had to carry for school. I wasn’t scared to sit next to him. He is not that scary or intimidating, he is softer than he appears to be. He just looks like someone not well aware of how his appearance can come off to some people. Last time, I didn’t even notice I was sitting next to him.
“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” I ask while pointing to the seat next to him.
He snaps his head up and shakes his head while shifting his body slightly to make some room though there was very little change.
“Thank you,” I whisper as I set down my bag on the ground and try to get comfortable in the seat.
“You’re welcome,” a small voice beside me whispers.
I glance over to him to see his eyes focused on his phone again like every morning. He was too cute as I watched his eyes shift over to mine every few moments. I couldn’t help the smile that passes my lips as the train creaked and speeds past the sunlight.
ಌ THREE
I wanted to know his name.
After about a month of riding on the train with him and even sitting next to each other from time to time, I still didn’t know his name. We even went to the same school, and I had no idea what his name even started with. My goal today was to at least get one part of his name. My head swivels around as I look for him eventually my eyes land on a bright, white piece of hair. Quickly, I move towards the back where he is sitting to see no one sitting around him, like usual, sadly. It broke my heart every time I saw people scurrying away after seeing that the open spot was next to him. He wasn’t that intimidating, to be honest, he just appeared to be like a shy, teddy bear. Without even asking, I sit down next to him and tap his shoulder lightly. Glancing up from his phone, he furrows his brows and stares widely at me.
“Hi, I know this is so random but what is your name? You know we ride this train together every morning and go to the same school so I thought we should know each other’s names. Mine’s (Y/N)!”
He keeps staring at me with a blank look in his eyes as the video on his phone fills up the silence surrounding us. My heart picks up as I finally look him in the eye to see the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen. His eyes were even prettier up close. They had specks of yellow and brown in them that made me want to stare into them all day, they were beautiful.
“Aone,” he simply states.
I shake my head and pull myself out of the green pools of his eyes and the daydream that they pull me into.
“I’m sorry, what was it?” I ask shyly, rubbing the back of my neck.
“Aone, that’s my name,” he answers.
My lips split into a smile as he turns his attention back to his video, but I was focusing on the light-pink color that was illuminated on his pale skin.
Aone, perfect.
“Well, Aone, it’s very nice to meet you.”
ಌ FOUR
Everything was pretty much the same ever since learning his name. Though every time I got on the train, I would sit next to Aone and we would sit in a comfortable silence as he continued to watch his phone and I would people watch. There was a rare time that words were passed between us. I wanted to change that. I wanted to know what was behind that rough exterior and get to know who he truly was.
“I like your sticker, by the way. It’s very cute,” I tell him as I point to his case. It was a small sticker with a small turtle having little pink hearts surrounding it while smiling. I believe this was his true being on the inside. Just a small turtle waiting for someone to bring him out of his shell. That baby pink blush covers his cheeks as he glances up at me.
“Thank you,” he whispers before going back to the video on his phone. I hum and decide to be noisy and see what was on his screen. What is always watching every morning on his phone? Seeing out of the small corner on his phone to see a volleyball game on it.
“You like volleyball too?!” I enthusiastically ask.
I lean closer to him to see which game he was watching on his screen. I tried playing the game but I never got the knack for it and the skills never developed naturally. For years and years, I trained until one day I realized that I just didn’t have the skill to play it so I would watch game after game but that made it worse.
“I play it, actually,” he answers while pointing the small words on his jacket. The small words said, ‘Date Tech Volleyball Team’. I read the words over and over again. I swear I need glasses; how do I not notice these things?!
“Oh wow! If I knew you were playing for Date Tech, I would have come to watch a game a long time ago!”
I rarely went to any games since the school was always in the way and crowds were never my favorite thing plus watching volleyball made me realize what I couldn’t do which was play it. But now that I know someone amazing playing it, I couldn’t wait to watch.
The next few moments were silent as Aone slowly moved his phone lower that way we both could watch the game playing across his screen. I was so enamored by the video that if I had looked up, I would have seen Aone flushed with color contrasting against his skin and silently hoping you couldn’t hear the way his heart was pounding out his chest.
ಌ FIVE
“Aone, look at this!”
I shove my phone in his face to show him the Karasuno v. Date Tech game again. I couldn’t get over the game and kept watching it over and over again. Aone looked so graceful in the game even though it was mostly just blocks and spikes, but his speed and timing were so perfect.
“Mhm, yes. That was a hard spike to block from their ace,” he states flatly.
I pout and pull the phone to my lap, “You should be more excited, Aone. You looked so cool! I can’t believe you shut that spike down like that!”
He blushes and rubs the back of his neck, “It wasn’t that good.”
“Yes, it was, Aone! You were amazing! I can’t wait to see the next game!”
“You want to come to the next game?” he asks shyly as his cheeks turned brighter.
I nod enthusiastically, “Of course! I have to cheer on my train bestie!”
The color of his face turned darker as his blush deepened on his skin as the train creaks to a stop and people came off and on. Aone and I both grab our bags and head off the train. We walk next to each other as our steps match together and the back of our hands brush against each other. My heart skipped every time I felt his hand touch mine and feel our skin touch for one moment. Every moment with him felt lighter than the next, I never wanted this to end.
“Aone?” I ask quietly.
He hums while looking down at me with those green eyes I always got lost in.
“Can we be friends?” I shyly ask while smiling up at him.
He stops in his tracks as the bag almost slips off his shoulder to the ground. His eyes widen as the redness covers his cheeks to his ears making him look even cuter than before.
All of a sudden, he bows and loudly states, “I accept your friendship, greatly.”
I giggle lightly as I watch him bow in the middle of the station. People were giving us strange glances, but I didn’t care, I was too focused on the person in front of me.
“Thank you, Aone. I’m glad we are friends now but let’s go we don’t want to be late to class,” I chuckle as he stands firmly back up and nods harshly. He stands beside me again as we move away from the station to Date Tech. The sun shined brightly above us as we left the memories of the station behind and began news ones under a new light.
ಌ FUTURE
"Takanobu! Dinner is ready!” I yell across the home as Aone came from work and was ready to lay down flat on the couch, but he first needed food before any of that. I hear his groans as he makes his way into the kitchen as I set the steaming plate on the counter. He sat with a bright, white shirt on and grey sweatpants laying on his legs. He was still as perfect as he was in high school even though throughout the years his muscles have softened but he was still as beautiful as he was on the train when I first saw him.
“Thank you, love,” he says as he starts digging into the bowl.
I smile sweetly at him and press a small kiss on top of his head and sit across from him.
Over the past couple of years, our relationship has grown slowly after that day on the train where I asked him to be friends. We rode the train together, walked to school together, and I would try to come to every game Date Tech had if I could. As time went on, we became attached at the hip and feelings blossomed till they toppled over one day. It happened on a rainy day to school where Aone gave me a matching sticker as he has on his case. The feelings were overwhelming and bubbling to the surface when I announced my love for him. He was silent for a few moments until the same words spoke from his lips that day where he asked me to be his in the middle of the train station. It was also the day when it became traditional to get the cute turtle sticker on every phone case we got.
“What are you thinking about?” a deep, flowing voice asks.
I snap my eyes up from the bowl to see Aone already looking at me with those bright green eyes staring back at me. I could stare at them forever its like I have nature in front of me forever.
“Nothing, just thinking about the past.”
“Mhm? What about the past?”
“Just when you gave me one of your stickers,” I say as I point to the sticker on the back of my case.
He smiles slightly and pokes at the turtle sticker on my phone that was a small one with its lips shaped in the form of a kiss and lip stains of kisses all over. He also had the same sticker on his phone since he allowed me to decide on which one to get for the both of us.
“I’m very glad you accepted it. I was so nervous that day. I was scared that you weren’t going to accept it,” he reveals honestly.
Aone wasn’t one to talk about his feelings but when he did it was beautiful. It was hard to keep my heart from racing when he whispered those words to me late at night when the moon reflected off our skin and we would talk low to each other till we were wrapped up in one another and our heartbeats lulled us to sleep. Now, under the sunlight, my heart still pounded just the same and my face warmed with my fingers tingling from the words leaving his lips. The words flowed so naturally for him it was hard to believe that he was so shy when he is so perfect with his words.
A small giggle passes my lips and puts my hand over his, “I would never. It might not have been obvious, but I liked you a lot back then. My heart jumped out of my chest when you gave me this. It felt like you were giving me a piece of you.”
He blushes and intertwines his fingers into mine, “I give you everything and more, my love.”
He always had a way with romantic words that flowed seamlessly from his lips and it makes my heart race each time.
“I wouldn’t want anything less. And I’ll give you all of me.”
He smiles brightly at me and presses a kiss to my palm as we look at each other and think of the old times. The moments when words weren’t spoken, and only small looks and actions were displays of our love. The moments when your hearts pounded in silence and glances were our form of looking at each other without each other finding out.
Now, we showed our love through turtle stickers and words that bloomed under the lights of a creaky train.
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[4:55 pm] kenma kozume
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a little something i wrote a while ago and totally forgot about it lol! also in honor of me watching season 4 and the ova again!! i felt like posting something for haikyuu!
but here is some kenma fluff!
word count: 603
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“Kenma, why do we have a cat?”
It was rare to see anything new in our house besides a new counsel or maybe a new game but I never expected to see a new pet in our home especially since Kenma usually saw them as a nuisance in his gaming room. I tried suggesting one a couple months ago but shut down the idea instantly since cats got hair everywhere and they would play with the cords in his gaming room.
“Well, I just thought you would want some company on my long streaming days,” he sweetly whispers as he pets the new cat in his lap. The kitten purred and lifted their eyes up to mine. They slowly blink at me till they scramble out of Kenma’s lap and in between my legs. It purred as I lifted it up into my arms and scratched behind its ears.
“I will admit it would be nice to have someone else in the house when you’re busy. But I still like being around you on those days as well. I don’t mind just watching your stream, it's fun watching you get all flustered over the game.”
A light blush falls over his cheeks as a small pout sets on his lips while mumbling under his breath. A small giggle passes my lips as I continue to scratch behind the kitten’s ears I move closer to Kenma to see his eyes shifting over to mine. Even after years together, it was still fun to see Kenma get so flustered about the smallest things I did to him. It made my heart fall a little more in love with him. The kitten stuck out his small tongue and began laying small licks on my cheek.
“Do you want me to take him back?” Kenma asks softly as I sit down on his lap and cuddle the kitten close to my chest as Kenma wraps an arm around my waist.
I shake my head and pet the kitten’s head that was laying on my chest. Kenma smiles slightly as he brings his other hand to run down the back of the kitten’s back as we both stare down at the cuteness laying in our arms.
“No, he is perfect right here. It's like we are a little family,” I whisper as I set the kitten down on the ground and instead wrap my arms around Kenma’s neck instead. Another blush sets on his cheek as I pull him in closer as his arms wrap around my waist and pull me closer to his chest.
I could never get over the warmth that radiated from his body and the feeling of his arms wrapped around mine. I lived for small moments like these since they are rare in between with our schedules not correlating as well lately. The moment was perfect as our lips moved closer to one another until a small meow was heard down below us. I giggle and let my head fall onto Kenma’s shoulder as he chuckles into my ears. I pull away from his shoulder to look to see a bright, green-eyed tabby staring up at us.
“Looks like they are lonely. Did you name him yet?” I ask as I pick the tabby back up into my lap and let it cuddle into our warmth.
“To be honest, I think Kuroo would be upset if we didn’t name him after him. It’s like our first child.”
I chuckle and press a small kiss to the kitten’s head,” I agree. Well, Rooster it is. Kuroo won’t get mad at that right?”
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[5:35 pm] murasakibara atsushi
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happy valentine's day!!
a/n: valentine's day piece! i'm really into knb rn so there will probably be more on the way. please let me know what you think of this bc I was struggling writing through this lol
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“Ugh, this is too much work. I should have just gone to the store.”
The deep grumble came from the depths of the kitchen as I came through the door to see smoke and the smell of burnt food wafting through the air.
“‘Tushi, are you here?” I yell throughout the house as I step closer to the smell.
“Don’t come to the kitchen, (Y/N)-chi! I’ll come out to you,” he yells back as I freeze mid-step towards the kitchen.
I raise an eyebrow as I step closer to the kitchen to see the floor covered with flour and pans scattered across the counter. A laugh passes my lips as I watch Murasakibara dump the cupcakes he made into the trash. I cover my mouth as another giggle passes my lips and move closer to where Murasakibara is. My heart breaks a little as he huffs and turns towards me with a frown on his lips. He sighs and lays the pan on the counter and tears off the oven mitts on his hands.
“You weren’t supposed to come in,” he grumbles as a pout sets on his lips.
“I know but I couldn’t help myself. What happened?” I ask as I touch the flour that is laid all over the counter.
He sighs loudly, “I was trying to make cupcakes, but it was too much work to make them. But I wanted to do something nice for Valentine’s Day.”
He always made Valentine’s Day special for us and always wanted to go all out. Whether it was an extravagant dinner or spending the day at the park with a picnic. He never failed to make Valentine’s Day special for us. It was the only day where he poured all the love he shows every day and push it to the extreme.
The pout on his lips increased as he stared down the number of cupcakes that were ruined. I couldn’t help but resist and feel my heart jump at the cuteness in front of me.
“Aww, you didn’t have to do that, ‘Tushi. You are just too cute. I appreciate the effort though,” I state as I stand in front of him and wrap my arms around his waist. I lean my head against his chest as his arms wrap around my shoulders.
“You know we could always just go out and buy the sweets if you want. Or… we can make them together I happen to be pretty good at baking,” I suggest as my chin rests on top of his chest.
He smiles brightly down at me as his lips rest on my forehead. My heart picks up as I feel his arms tighten around me and his lips travel down to my cheek till his head rested on my shoulder.
“Baking is too much work, (Y/N)-chin. Buying snacks would be better but not right now,” he mumbles as he nuzzles his head into my neck.
I giggle as I run my fingers through his purple locks. He presses small kisses into the crook of my neck as he pulls me tighter towards him.
“Why not right now?” I ask as my fingers travel towards the ends of his hair.
Slowly, his hands move down underneath my thighs to lift me up around his waist. I squeal and lock my arms around his neck as he moves towards the couch in the living room.
“’ Tushi, what are you doing?!” I exclaim as he sits down on the couch with me on his lap.
“I just want to cuddle right now. Its too much work right to go out and get snacks. Let’s just stay here,” he explains as he pulls me even closer to his chest.
“Okay, ‘Tushi. Whatever you want after all it is Valentine’s Day. It's just about you and me,” I whisper as I settle into his lap and chest.
This is all I needed.
No cupcake was sweeter than my lavender cupcake with purple frosting on top.
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[3:45 pm] murasakibara atsushi
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“'Tushi, you can’t eat that much candy!”
“Ugh, why not?” he groans out while shoving more of the sweet candy in his mouth.
“Because I said so! You’ll get sick like last time!”
I try to reason with them, but I knew it was pointless since he could practically eat two bags of this candy and then play a whole game of basketball and be fine.
“(Y/N)-chi, I’ll be fine. You always worry too much,” he mumbles while pulling at my waist to bring me in closer.
We laid on his bed as he invited me over on one of his rare days off from practice and school.
“I can’t help it, Tushi. Sometimes you are an airhead,” I laugh out as he playfully glares at me.
“I am not! That’s more of Kise or Aomine thing.”
I shrug and let out a slight giggle, “You aren’t wrong about that. They are pretty stupid.”
I lived for small moments like these. They were rare and in-between moments that I cherished. Murasakibara was most of the time busy with basketball or catching up on school or snacks so there were rare moments where nothing could distract us not even the Generation of Miracles.
“Hey, what’s got you so quiet over there?”
I shake my head and tilt it up to see Murasakibara staring down at me with concern lacing his bright, lavender eyes.
“It's nothing. Just thinking about you and being here with you at this moment,” I wistfully say, as I wrap my arms tighter around him.
He hums and presses a kiss on top of my head, “You were always such a sap.”
“Hey!” I yell as I lightly slap at his chest.
He chuckles and grabs my hand, pressing light kisses to my fingers. My heart starts to beat faster as his feather-light kisses sent electricity throughout my body.
“It's only fair, gumdrop. You called me an airhead! It's only fair I call you a sap,” he explains as lips guide down my hand to my wrist.
The heat flowing through my body was overwhelming as he pressed more and more kisses down my arm till his lips transferred to my neck.
I giggle as he began leaving butterfly kisses up and down my neck.
“I thought you were going to continue eating your candy?”
“Nah, I think I found something sweeter than that candy,” he whispers against my neck as they move along my jawline.
I let out a low breath as his soft lips got closer and closer to mine. I waited with bated breath as he leaned against me with his lips right above mine. Through hidden lids, I watch as his eyes move down to my lips and hunger take over them. A different kind of hunger than usual.
“Well, what’s sweeter than the candy, Tushi?”
He presses one light kiss on my lips, “You, sweetheart. You are sweeter than any candy.”
His lips press harshly against my mine as he pushes onto me onto my back while my hands began to run through his purple locks. I could taste the saltiness and the sweetness of the candy he was eating moments ago, and I couldn’t help myself but want more.
I lived for small, rare moments like these.
They were sweeter than candy.
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